*Seth*
I throw my hands in the air as she comes barreling down the hall at me, anger rolling off her in a terrifying way. “I’ve talked to Molly. They’re safe. She won’t tell me where they are, but they’re safe.”
“How could you order her?!” she demands, slapping me across the face in a move that I wasn’t expecting. I’ve heard stories of the fearless Celeste, but I’d have never expected her to slap the King of all Werewolves with no fear at all. I snap my head back, ready to rip her apart, but my mate would never forgive me if I killed her mother. I just stare down at her, ready to absorb all her anger. I deserve every bit of it.
“You blocked her out. Your own mate. You’re lucky it’s me here and not her Father!” she continues, crossing her arms across her chest as she stands in
