Chapter 13

No one, not a single person in the world like the thought of being insulted. Especially not when it comes from the people we grow accustomed to.

My mate had not insulted me. The truth is that I was indeed weak.

"Elara!'' Lucas voice sounded in the room the minute my doors were open again. He walked in before having the guards close it.

"What?'' I asked, clenching my fist.

"My sister tells me you two met.''

"Is that a question or a statement!'' I answered, meeting his eyes in defiance. His gaze grew darker as he walked towards me. I decided not to give him the advantage, and i stepped off the bed and down the the floor. My hieght compared to him was relatively short, and it made me look up at him like a thing stuck on the ceiling.

"Don't take that tone with me!'' His command was swift as he looked down at me. He brought his fingers towards my neck, and i snapped them away.

"You don't get to match back here and act like everything is okay. You're not a fucking child. Stop throwing