Chapter 12

ELIZA’S POV The early morning sun cast long shadows across the palace courtyard as I walked out of the building, purse in hand and a proud look on my face. I had a pep in my step as I walked down those steps, my heart high that I had gotten what I wanted from the meeting with the king. It wasn’t everything I wanted but it was a step in the right direction. My morning was going great but just as the universe always reminds me, there’s always evil lurking around. A notion that was made evident by the voice that reached my ears. "Leaving so soon, little mutt?" Derek’s mundane voice scraped against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. I didn’t need to turn around to picture the smirk on his face or the way that Maya would be clinging to his arm like a designer accessory even though they had just received the shock of their life. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, her hackles raised in apprehension. “Tear them limb from limb. Let’s show them what we’re capable of Eliza.” She said to me, her