Chapter 32
Vanessa’s POV?
I could sense her change the moment she entered the room; the confidence and power were rolling off her in waves. It didn’t faze me, however her mating with Axel did. I told Athena regardless of the fact he had mated her he would still see sense; he would still choose me. I was carrying his pup not her. The moment I went and gripped her throat the bitch snapped my wrist like it was a toothpick, perhaps I’d underestimated her, something I wouldn’t do again.
“I want answers Vanessa. Why do you hate me?” I watched her as she walked around me taking a seat on the bench beside my bed. The pain radiating from my wrist was fading as it began to heal while I held it in place.