Violetta
Heart in my throat, I moved between Ferrara's wolf and Emerson. If it had been any other time in my life, I wouldn't have blinked an eye as I watched Ferrara shed Emerson to pieces, but in a situation I never saw coming, Emerson was all that stood between me and Maeve's wrath.
I could feel Emerson's power behind me. No wolf. Only human. I glared behind me, and he was smiling happily.
At me.
My stomach turned, and I focused on Ferrara. "Emerson crossed my path in the woods. We had a conversation, and then we heard Cam's screams."
Maeve snarled, but I ignored her and kept my eyes on Ferrara. If he killed Emerson, any progress they made would be shredded. Ignoring the violence cresting off him, I placed my hand under his chin. The touch soothed him, and he sat.
"So another alph
