“Are you going to put the girl in the cells with Juliet or what?” she demanded. “I had to babysit her whiny ass for weeks and listen to her bull s**t with that f*****g werewolf I nearly ripped my ears off!”
“Mind your tongue, Mariana,” Samael Hernandez spat. “I made you who you are, and you have yet to earn a place to demand from me.”
Mariana shuddered and cowered at his tone. Sometimes he either forgot or didn’t care how powerful he was when he started to lose composure. She watched him hold himself professionally, allowing others to see him as powerful but not nearly as strong as he truly was. If they knew, they would hide from him or bow, refusing to meet his eyes. If she had that kind of power, she would have already moved forward with destroying the packs and ended their miser
