Chapter 115

EMMA

That was fifty steps above what not to say. My anger burst out of me as I lunged at him. My wolf-form shifted mid-air. The spike of fear in Kestian’s eyes was rightfully earned. He tried to mask it, but I knew him all too well. I knew every single tell and weakness he had. He knew none of mine though because I never wanted him to.

I had always been the master of controlling my emotions and reactions. It was not Blacktree that taught it to me. It was my time as a Gaisreen. Part of training was learning to withstand torture of all kinds and degrees. I had also been tortured by the Nokaura more times than I ever wanted to think about. They had no qualms about fileting skin from someone’s body. As such, I became the master at this.

Kestian was puppy chow or about to be. He was about to learn to keep his damn mouth shut. I warned him more than once. The only thing that ever got through his thick skull was pain. I would make him hurt so much right now that he would learn not to fuck