Nova
“What makes you think that I will just hand you, my daughter?” I say as Leto growls in my head.
“Because she belongs to me,” Azriel answers in his cold tone. “Bram promised her to me.”
“I don’t give a s**t what Bram,” I say his name with utter disgust, “Said. She is my daughter.”
“Hmm, you think a Blythe wolf will be safe here?” He asks and steps toward us.
Caspar tightens his hold on me a Azriel gets closer. “Don’t get any closer to my mate,” He snarls.
Azriel raises his eyebrows, “I will give your daughter protection and security. She will live a good life like you had with Bram.”
“Like with Bram?” I nearly spat. “Are you f*****g deluded?” I yell and pull myself away from Caspar. “Bram starved, raped, and tortured me for five years. My parents had to put me in hiding to keep
