"Who is your Luna? You can't possibly be finding a mate at this age!" Angelica screamed, her voice shrill with disbelief. "I'll kill her, I swear I will!"
Before the last word could leave her lips, Lucien's hand shot out, clamping tightly around her throat.
"Don't even think about it," he growled in a dangerously low voice. "You know exactly what kind of man I am, Angelica. I won't hesitate to end you if you do anything that pisses me off."
Her nails clawed at his wrist as she gasped for air, her eyes widening in panic. Just when she thought she might lose consciousness, Lucien released her.
Angelica stumbled back, coughing violently, her breaths shallow and ragged. She clutched her throat, her eyes wide with shock and fury.
"You…" she managed to say between coughs.
"Stay out of my life," Lucien snapped, brushing past her without a second glance. "Be the dutiful princess everyone expects you to be. But if you cross me again, I promise you'll regret it."
