Rachel Tarion eyed me up and down in disgust, her aura emitted abhorrence and danger. I stared at her, lips pressed together. She scoffed.

"May I help you?" I asked calmly.

"Am I not getting an apology from you?" She asked.

"I didn't wrong you, why would you expect an apology from me?"

She laughed coldly and sniffed, " Your existence wronged me, you're the bitch who stole my chosen mate from me!" she yelled. Rachel was heaving, angry with me yet I couldn't think anything other than, she's so pretty except all that obliterates when she talks so callously.

"Say something you homewrecker!"

"I'm not a homewrecker," I was...