CHAPTER 13-IN DEFENSE

Ethel

“Don’t you dare talk to me like that,” I spat at Declan. My palm itching to slap the face of the jerk, but Tavian stepped in front of him, pushing him out of my face.

“Hey, stay out of my girl’s face,” Tavian growled at him.

Declan grabbed his shirt. “What do you mean by your girl?” He growled. “She is mine.”

“Not any more,” Tavian said and pushed him off, so hard that he landed on a desk.

“Baby, why are you doing this?” Alicent asked, trying to hold Tavian but he shifted away from her.