Chapter 476: Terrible Idea

Batsheva immediately demanded a recess of her own and, through another heaving sigh, Margaret granted it.

I wasn't alone in my chambers long before company rushed in to ask me if I'd been knocked from my rocker.

"You can't do this." Sebastian swept into the room, sweeping toward me, hands out. He gripped my shoulders, shook me ever so slightly, though the pressure of his hold told me just how agitated he was. He was nearing vampire strength, not be-nice-to-the-frail-witch-girl strength. And though I understood his concern, I had no desire to test the limits of my immortality under friendly fire.

I didn't get a chance to free myself. With a growl and a swipe of her arm, Charlotte knocked him back, away from me. Sebastian's eyes flared white a moment, fangs showing, his quick reaction to her protection also letting me know he wasn't happy.

Not even a little.

Charlotte just bared her teeth, sliding between us, the wolf coming out in her hands, the shift of her shoulders, and though I