Catarina’s POV
“Go and get the little tramp yourself. She's in the hospital East Wing and as for Lochlan. Well believe me, I hope he rots in hell. And as for you. Coming here and threatening me and my children. You signed your own death note, my friend.”
As I pushed my twins into Mindy's arms and ordered her to take them out of the room, fear mingled with rage flooded my every fibre. David had threatened my children, my family. I couldn't let him get away with it.
Swiftly and deftly, I snatched the gun from his hands, catching him off guard and assertively pointing it back at him. The power I held in that moment sent a surge of adrenaline through me.
"No more explanations, David," I spat out, my voice seething with anger. "You were willing to harm my innocent children. For what? For some pathetic excuse of an Alpha who betrayed his own Luna and his pack?" My words dripped with venom as I confronted him.
“Please, listen. Hear me out.” he pleaded pathetically.