They fell to the ground, and Sylvie cried out. Scarlett backed away and stood up, spitting out Sylvie's bitter-tasting blood onto the ground before kicking her in the ribs. Her teeth were still embedded in Sylvie's neck, and there was a steady dribble of blood.

Scarlett did some damage, but when she examined Sylvie critically, she was sure that she would live.

Scarlett loomed over her, standing on her wrist so she was forced to stay down.

"I said, this is finished." Scarlett's tone was authoritative. For the first time, she really understood the power of the position she held. She couldn't command a room like the Alpha could, but...