Chapter 8

Kyle's hand froze. Uncertainty flashed in his eyes.

Jax strode forward, contempt in his eyes.

"And if I refuse? What can you do?"

"Don't think being his mate gives you power. You're nothing but the Alpha's lapdog. Unfit to even lick my paws…"

My gaze turned cold.

I took his wrist and squeezed lightly.

A sickening crack echoed through the sudden silence.

"Ah——"

Kyle's face darkened. He turned and roared at me.

"Selene, when did you become so vicious?"

"What the hell are you trying to prove?"

I shrugged and said flatly.

"I'm just making him honor the bet. Can't he take a loss?"

Before I finished, Clara started acting again.

She stroked the scratch on her arm, her voice trembling as she clutched Kyle's hand.

"Kyle, it's my fault. I deserved it. Blame me."

Kyle looked at Clara, then glared at me in disgust.

"I've spoiled you rotten, Selene. Clara has been fragile her whole life. You started this. All I asked was an apology! Was that so hard?"

"Now you've hurt Clara and crippled my best warrior. I must teach you a lesson!"

Kyle waved his hand.

Images flickered across the giant Moonstone in the center of the grounds.