Chapter 82

Seris’s POV

“Don’t touch me!” I flinched as his hand snaked around my neck, pressing me against the wall. “Don’t fucking touch me, Malrik!” I hissed, panic and rage coiling in my chest.

“No respect nor regard, I see,” he snarled, squeezing my throat, forcing my head back. His eyes glittered with cruelty. “You’ve forgotten your place, Seris. Let me remind you.”

“My place?” I spat defiantly, voice raw. “It’s standing over your corpse after I’ve given you the slow, painful death you deserve!” His grip only tightened, but I refused to yield. I was no longer the weak girl he once tormented. I was the Silver Wolf, the Queen Luna—and he was nothing.

“You’ve grown some nerve,” he muttered, whirling me around and delivering a crack across my cheek that knocked me off balance.

I hit the floor but kept my silence—no whimper, no flinch. My hands were bound, but my stare remained unwavering as I glared up at him.

“Killing the Beta impressed me,” he snee