Selene suddenly found several growls directed at her. All the Alphas bared their teeth at her, their wolves straining against the insult that she hurled not just at Julian but at all of them.
And this only made her smile widen as she looked at their seething expressions.
Julian's entire body shook. His breathing grew ragged and unsteady, his rage clawing at the edges of control. "I'll rip your tongue out..." he snarled with a trembling voice. He had never been insulted like this in his entire life.
And still he had not forgotten how she had knocked him with one punch, which made him a complete loser in front of the other alpha heirs. He could see their mocking glances on him.
Selene leaned forward as much as her bounds allowed, her eyes gleaming like fire catching on oil. "Go ahead. Try...at least then you'll have an excuse for why a bound witch left you spitting blood on your knees."
