Chatper 53: Making A Claim - Amelia

Zara was snarling uncontrollably the entire time Davina was in our presence and if it weren’t for the fact I’ve had twenty-one years of practice maintaining my composure, I would have leapt across the table and ripped the lying bitches tongue out and fed it to her.

I could see and feel Marcus’ rage, I could even taste it on my tongue. But I also noted his fear and panic; not of her, but fearing her presence would scare me off. I held no anger towards Marcus over this, but I’m glad we are both in agreement that something is amiss. How did a banished wolf follow him all the way to a human restaurant in another state?

“She’s still here, and no doubt listening to our conversation,” Zara growls. Her rage still very prevalent.

“I know, I can feel her. Let her listen, I’ll deal with her when the time comes,” I assure her.

Fortunately, I was able to calm Marcus, who I could tell was struggling to stop Ace from shifting. I could only imagine how Ace is feeling right now, but I’m sure Zara i