Selene POV
"You disrespectful, old hag!"
My heart pounded violently as Conrad – King Tanner's so-called brother slammed me against the wall, his burly forearm pressing into my throat. I clawed desperately at his iron grip, gasping for air.
"Didn't you learn manners? Weren't you told that you don't speak to men that way? Just because you're married to a Lycan King doesn't give you the right to speak to me in anyways you wretched, Werewolf,".
I managed to wedge my hand between his and my throat, creating a little allowance for my airway. Facing him, I gave him an amused glance "One would mistake you for an Omega because that's the attitude you're giving me right now," I retorted.
