Davien's P. O. V
Some father this old bastard was.
I shifted my gaze to Silvia, certain that she wasn't about to go through something that crazy. I soon found myself to be wrong at that deduction, when Silvia's jittery fingers dropped the corpse with a slight thud and crack.
"Silvia what are you—" I stopped myself when Silvia lengthened her nails and fangs, and then fell onto her knees in front of the dead woman, ready to do just that.
This was madness.
"Hey! Don't do anything stupid." I approached her and reached for her arm, but was intercepted by Tyson.
"Get out of my way, I won't say it again." I still had a lot of resentment in me after this bastard rejected Gwendolyn, he still needed to pay for that.
"Don't interrupt our Alpha, this is our matter, stay out of it unless you want to get hurt." Tyson openly glared at me, pushing his luck, it made me wonder why this meathead was so damn certain of his strength.