See Through The Act

Everything unfolded so swiftly that it took Islinda over a minute to grasp the reality that Elena of the Raysin family stood before them in the flesh, embracing Aldric. She hugged the dark Fae prince? She wasn't recoiling from him like the others?!

Suddenly, without warning, a wave of jealousy and rage surged through Islinda. She couldn't fathom its origin, but she felt tempted to tear the woman away from Aldric, to slap her across the face and jolt her back to reality, then to drag her by the hair back to wherever she came from. How dare she touch Aldric?! How dare she lay hands on what was…

Islinda was startled by the snarl that nearly escaped her throat, and in utter disbelief, she glanced down to find her claws had emerged. They had surfaced, as if ready to tear Elena apart with them.