Ember Frost’s POV

I’d had enough of circling around her arrogance. “Elder Marcus,” I said, my voice filled with impatience, “go ahead. Start the mind break.”

Fear flashed across Seraphina’s face the moment Marcus’s power stepped forward. She thrashed against her restraints, her composure cracking like thin ice.

“Wait—no! You can’t do that to me!” She thrashed against the chains, panic flooding her voice. “The Lycan King wouldn’t allow this! You don’t have the ...