The sharp, artificial berry scent mixed with humiliation burned in my nose.
“Jesus Christ!” Delaney slammed the menu down and shot to her feet.
“What the hell is wrong with you? You escape from a psych ward or something?”
The sticky mess clung to my skin, raising goosebumps and turning my stomach.
I grabbed napkins, dabbing frantically at myself,f then reaching for Delaney.
Liliana wasn’t done.
She ditched the empty glass, lunged forward, and fisted my collar. Her other hand flew back, red nails flashing like claws, ready to c***k across my face.
Time slowed. My wolf howled inside, heart slamming against my ribs, throat tightening.
Delaney was moving too slow from her seat.
I braced, jaw clenched, waiting for the sting.
It never came.
A strong male hand shot out, locking ar
