Chapter 28

Christina's POV The chaos in the grand hall was spiraling, but Ysolde wasn't backing down. She landed a powerful kick on every woman who dared approach her, even sending one particularly bold one flat on her back with a satisfying thud. "All those combat training sessions with the pack warriors are finally paying off," she gloated to me. I gave her a quick nod, admiring her strength. That's when Niall finally decided to grace us with his presence, fresh from whatever mirror he'd been admiring his reflection in. One look at the unfolding scene, and his expression transformed from "Highrise's most eligible Alpha" to "enraged dominant wolf" in half a second. "Christina! What the hell do you think you're doing? If you're pissed off, take it out on me! Leave Beatrice out of this!" he snarled, storming toward me with the commanding presence. Moving with supernatural speed, he grabbed my wrist, attempting to wrench my hand from Beatrice's hair. The force of his grip sent pain shooting up my a