Chapter 254

Her purse was discarded to the floor in favor of grabbing a still surprised Mary by the hair and forcefully yanking her head back, forcing her to meet her gaze. A cry slipped past Mary's lips and her hand shot up, powerlessly clawing at Bellatrix's wrist, a hopeless effort to get her hair free. “You know, when they say birds of the same feather flock together, I now understand why.” Bellatrix purposely tightened her grip on Mary's hair, earning another cry. “Let go of my hair you uncultured swine!” Mary tried taking a swing at her face. She missed by a nail's length, but her attempt, even though it did no real harm, pissed Bellatrix off. In what world, did someone who was in the wrong, have the right to fight off justice when it was being served—no matter the method? Ah, people like she and Cillian were really getting on her nerves. “I said let go you–” BANG! Her head connected face first before she could finish, or even think to prepare herself for the impact. The sound travelled thro