Soraya's POV
I had not known what to expect at first when I eventually came face-to-face with Ryder at this convention. The anger that stemmed from his betrayal was still so apparent that I was nearly blinded by rage. But now, as I stood with my claws around his neck as he dangled helplessly above me, all that anger had dissipated, leaving only a great satisfaction rousing within me.
It was clear from the shock on his face that he had not expected the once weak and bullied Soraya to grow so strong. It was entertaining watching him sputter and struggle to disengage himself from my grip to no avail. Embarra*s ment made his face redden and I could not help the smirk that crossed my lips.
"What…the F*ck are you?!" He yelled, his eyes blazing with fury.
But that question only made me smile
