Chapter 7

|| SETH VOLKOV's POV ||

" I don't want to go. I feel like a puppet being dragged everywhere!"

Silvia Stewart whined annoyingly as I led her to my car. She had been nagging me since yesterday and I was close enough to lose control of my temper. I growled at her, buckling the seatbelt,

" Do not open your fucking mouth. Your presence is required there. If you speak shit in front of them..then I will..."

She cut me off with a challenging glare, her eyes turning red in anger,

" What?? Cut the shit out of me? Or kill me with your heir?"

I was awestruck by her words. No one ever challenged me or dared to speak like her. Even though she was a human, she was no less than a spitfire. I replied with a smirk, pinching on her chin,

" No! I will kill your dear MAXIM."

Her face went pale and I had never felt so much better for threatening anyone. She was silent all through the ride. I felt annoyed and relieved at the same time.

The drive to the council house took one hour. By the time, we