Chapter One-hundred & Seventeen

♦ Selena's POV ♦

Luka looks stunned by the turn of events but I hold out a hand to him, just because he showed up looking like a ripped off version of September didn't mean I'd hesistate to rip out his head.

I viciously grab her hair and pull in it. "I'm sorry, what did you think was going to happen? Put us through lives worthy of a horror documentary and think you'll just get to live the rest of your days with your childhood sweetheart..."

"That's your father, Reina, you bitch." She bites out through gritted teeth.

For some reason she's refused to defend herself, if it's to make her look the victim and non threatening, she's failing horribly at it.

"That's right, Lavina, I'm Reina so you might want to fucking review your phrasing because I don't give a damn about labels." I throw her against the far wall and flash after her to drive my boot in her face.

"Selena..." Luka calls in horror.