Anger surged through me.
I stared at Aria, unable to believe she had actually said those words in front of Deucalion and his father.
‘Not that thing standing next to him.’
Something inside me snapped. I walked straight toward her.
Aria took one step back. “What are you doing?”
Before she could say any other thing, my hand flew across her face.
And landed on her cheeks
The sound filled the study. Aria’s head turned with the force of it. She slowly brought her hand to her cheek, staring at me in complete shock.
Nobody spoke. The Blackridge Alpha looked at me. Deucalion looked furious.
Aria’s eyes quickly filled with tears. “You hit me,” she whispered.
“Yes,” I said coldly. “And I would do it again if you call me a thing, one more time.”
She looked at Deucalion as if expecting him
