MALACHI’S POV.Beasts.Monsters.Devils. Those are words that we’ve been called and many more, by our maids, by some of our guards, almost by the entire world, yet no one has ever been brave enough to say it to our face besides this feisty, damning girl. In all our years of living, we’ve had women, some older than her, younger, braver, yet none of them has ever looked us in the eyes and done half the things she has done.When she had talked at first to Emiriel on the first day, I had thought it was just a ploy like most of them do. They’ll say something and then get scared later, retracting their words.But the more I saw her, and the more she opened those lovely mouths of hers to talk, the more she seemed different. I watched as she walked to the door, her small hips swaying even in the white gown she was in. She suddenly stopped, her eyes scanning all of us with a venom I’ve never seen before. “I assure you, if you go on with the marriage, it’ll be hell.” My wolf churned in me,
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