Chapter 133

Rayne's POV

“You're insane. And you always have been,” I spat viciously. “You can try as hard as you want to, but you will always remain so; a broken, crazy doll—”

She backhanded me across the face so savagely that I almost fell backwards on the bed since I had nothing to support me sitting upright. Her nostrils were flared as she glared at me, and her chest went up and down forcefully with anger.

I spat out the blood that pooled in my mouth, but still smiled at her. “Does the truth hurt?”

She clutched the sides of her dress with shaking hands. It was obvious that she wanted nothing more than to wrap them around my neck and squeeze my flesh until I could no longer speak or breathe, and turned blue from lack of air.

“Were you the one who asked Celine to capture me?”

“Celine brought you here because she suspected that you were a werewolf.” She pulled Celine to her by the hand, a gesture too affectionate for someone like Savannah. I had never seen her being so gentle with anyone. “Unlik