SERAPHINA
“Over. My. Dead. Body.”
The entire crowd around us held its breath. Some looked away, others wide-eyed with tension. A few whispered, but no one dared move. While the two of us…we never looked away from each other.
And then, from somewhere in the trees behind us, a loud horn sounded.
The hunt had begun. The Alphas scattered, some shifting and dashing into the forest, but neither of us moved.
We stood locked in a silent, furious standoff….wolf against wolf, pride against pride.
Ronan’s grip tightened slightly, his face lowering closer until his breath brushed my ear.
“If you don't apologize,” he whispered, voice rough and low, “then you’ll have to die.”
My heart hammered against my ribs, not from fear, but from rage. I met his eyes, my own burning with defiance as I whis
