/-Draven-/

I had Selene pinned to the wall before she could take another breath, my hand wrapped around her throat with enough pressure to restrict airflow but not enough to permanently damage. It was a delicate balance, and I was running on rage instead of control.

"You did this," I snarled. "You tortured that girl."

Selene smiled—actually smiled—despite being unable to draw a full breath. "Relax, Alpha. I barely touched her. Most of this was illusion-work. She'll recover. ...