The room went dead quiet except for her ragged breathing. I felt the bond pulse through me, the kings' rage feeding my own until it felt like fire under my skin. My hand tightened in her hair.
"You killed her for a fucking promotion you stupid bitch," I said.
She tried to nod but was shivering and sweating all over. "I - I thought it would be quick. I didn't know she would choke on her own her own blood. I swear it."
I let her go. She stayed on the floor, curled around herself. I looked at the three kings. Darius gave one short nod. Kane's scarred fingers flexed once. Rylan's amber eyes were flat and cold.
I grabbed her by the back of her dress and hauled her up. She weighed nothing. Years of soft living in this room had made her soft.
I dragged her through the door and out into the open bailey where the pack had gathered, drawn by the noise.
