Prince's Assassin Mate
Her skin was pale, a dark shadow swirled in her eyes, her hair was wild with the soft breeze, and a dark aura besieged her.
"Where is she?" As she asked, her voice was calm and stone cold. The female couldn't utter anything as she pointed to the castle. Eldrid vanished in an instant, flowing with the breeze into the packhouse like a silhouette. The doors flew open, slamming against the stone wall, and all eyes turned to her. They jumped to their feet, terror in their eyes when they saw her. Her gaze swept over the Lycans and she noticed the culprit standing near the lounge chairs. Victoria was dangling in mid-air in the blink of an eye, her life squishing out of her soul.