Maliyla's POV

The thought of ripping her head off was excruciating. The fact that she touched my mate with her unpolished hand was enough to cause her death. Without even realizing it, I walked towards her out of anger. I could feel everyone's gaze on us. There was an undeniable tension in the air.

She smirked as I looked into her dark brown eyes. "Is it Natalia?" I asked. In response, Natalia nodded. "Well, Natalia, I believe you are mistaken. First of all, Hector told me about you and the ...