Prologue
My high heel boot presses down on his chest. âPlease it wonât happen again, I wonât hurt her ever. Just let me beâ The bloodied man cries out. âYâknow that donât sound like an apology.â I tilt my head smiling at him.
âIâm sorry. Iâm so so sorry.â He begs to his mate. âDo you think he actually means it?â I ask Carter, briefly looking at his sad eyes. âI do, I mean. I swear. Please.â He sobs. I sigh taking my foot off of him. âIf you say so.â He doesnât hesitate to run to his scared mate.
He goes to hug her but she flinches. âOn second thought.â I pause. âYou donât deserve to live.â He donât waste a moment to run. I sigh again crossing my arms.
âI always liked a good chase.â I mutter. I roll me eyes as he tries to open the door. I mutter a word in Latin to keep it shut. âWhat?â He whispers to himself. âCan you do magicâ he asks shocked.
I shrug my shoulders. âThat trick never fails to surprise anyone.â My heels click against the ground. He looks around panicked. He even goes as far as extending his fangs. âOh please those donât scare me.â I laugh it off. âIâll kill you lady, stay back.â
âLady? You donât know who I am?â I asks getting closer to him. âI am the queen of alphaâs.â I stop in front of him waiting for him to digest the words. âYou canât be.â
âOh I am.â And with that I rip his heart from his chest.