ITHRA

I stared daggers at Zadok who went on eating his food like he didn't just insult me.

The nerve of him to think I wouldn't get back at him baffled me.

Thwack! I threw down the plate of food placed in front of me.

“Oops!” I shrugged, and got up. “I believe I'm done here, alpha.”

I made to leave the table but got held back by a tight hold on my wrist.

“Let me go.” I said, accentuating every word.

Without letting go of me, Zadok dropped his fork and got up his feet. I could feel his blazing gaze and the anger that sizzled through him.

“Sit.”...