Fainted.

Ivanna POV

“Jenny,” Draven screeched, picking her up.

“Where do you think you are taking her? Who are you?” Her mother screamed at him. “Let go of her.”

Draven was about to rush out when Selene grabbed onto his clothes. “Are you deaf? Let go of my daughter!”

Draven turned sharply, his eyes shooting deathly glares at her. “You should be glad you are my mate's mother. If not, I could have ripped your head off your stiff neck. Don’t push your luck too far, old rag.” He pushed her away before rushing out.

“Stop right there!” she screamed, following him.

“I really want to kill her,” I told...