Chap 8

Amelia's POV

When I woke up this morning, I remembered that I had already been dreading what horrors today might bring to me after what had happened in the kitchen yesterday.

But, never in my wildest dreams had I anticipated that the horror I would be facing today would not be from my Master but from another even scarier being.

"What the fuck?" Damien yelled, standing from the chair as he looked down at his wet pants from where I had spilled wine over his clothes after looking down at himself, his eyes finally landed on me again and the blue of his eyes suddenly looked darker with rage that was barely contained.

The entire room vibrated from the sound of the harsh growl that was directed at me. But I couldn't seem to move. I couldn't seem to speak. I couldn't do anything. I had fallen into shock. My eyes moved from the two wolves that had also stood up in shock to the jug as it lay on the floor from where it had dropped from my flimsy grip as I tried to explain that I didn't mean i