Vladimir's POV(Continued)
“Your kind is not welcome here, king.” Kora Puhvel spat with venom, her grey eyes sparking with the full extent of her anger.
Josie’s eyes sharpened at her words and I refrained from wincing. My ever observant wildcat just picked up on another ammunition to use in her quest. Oh, that would be a fun conversation to have later.
“Unfortunately for you, miss Puhvel, you are not in the position to decide that.”
“Whatever do you mean by that? Speak plainly or I will have you and your followers thrown out on your asses.”
“Language. This is a civil discussion, not crude banter, and I will appreciate if you do not test my patience. It is on a very short fuse as it is.” I cautioned, merely letting a small bit of my beastly nature color my voice. She flinched, but then covered it up immediately with
