(Xeraphina’s POV)
I huffed out another harsh breath of air from my mouth as my fist connected with the punching bag, hanging from the ceiling. This is the fifth punching bag I have hung, brand new and it was already sporting the indents from my fist and feet connecting with it. Another frustrated punch connected its target, as a grunt left my mouth.
‘Xeraphina you need to calm down.’ Artemis tried to talk me down, keeping her voice neutral and soothing but it didn’t help me at all.
‘CALM DOWN? HOW DARE THEY? I WILL SET EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM ON FIRE UNTIL THEY BEG FOR MERCY.’ Succubus bellowed within my mind, ricocheting around as a migraine began to stir in its path.
‘She will cause issues for mate and our people if we allow this to be released.’ Carmilla commented, agreeing wit
