Nefretiri
"Nefra! Stop!" Brandon grabbed me, pulling me away from Quinten's body. "You're going to hurt yourself!"
I would end up hurting myself.
Ricky's threat to kill Ivan was the last straw. Something in Kali and me snapped, and I lost control. One moment, he was lacing his threat; next, I'd thrown him through the door and halfway across the house. Then, I was ripping off all the monitors and going after him. I don't know where the adrenaline came from; maybe the pain and anger mixed, but before anyone could stop me, I was clawing and ripping at his flesh. I might've killed him if Brandon didn't stop me.
"Get out!" I screamed, the full force of my Alpha command aimed at the battered werewolf in front of me. "Get the fuck out! I swear if you or anyone else hurts Ivan again, I will kill every single one of you! Stay away from us! I will kill you. Do you hear me?! I will kill you!"
