447-Like A D*mn Knight
“I did it all for you guys,” she finally got herself together and muttered, but the way she glared into my soul was itself a sign that she was lying.
“And besides, you are only attacking me because you don’t want to admit you slept with my mate because your thirsty p*ssy cannot have enough—,” she was yelling at the top of her lungs to humiliate me before everyone when she choked on her words.
It wasn’t a self-awareness or guilt, but Theo had rushed from behind me to wrap his hand around her neck and slam her against the wall in such a hurry that none of us could prevent it.
“Let— me g—,” she pled to him, her eyes bugged out in shock. I was standing, frozen to my spot when Maynard ran over to help her get out of his claws.
“Theo! Stop,” Maynard groaned, trying to unwrap Theo’s fingers from around her neck.
“Say one more word about her character again, Christina. I will make sure I skin you alive and feed you to the hungry rogues,” Theo’s eyes changed color, his canines appeared, and his muscles stiffened at the same time. There was no doubt that he was ready to transition.
Since he was no longer imprisoned, transitioning was a piece of cake for him. But we wouldn’t want him to do that. I didn’t even know how much control he had over himself now.

After releasing myself from the frozen state, I bolted closer and grabbed his arm, “Theo! Please stop!” the moment my words fell onto his ears, he loosened the grip around her neck and let her go..
He no longer urged transition. Christina got on her knees to cough and catch her breath while Maynard vaguely tried helping her.
Lazlo hadn’t moved a muscle this whole time. I still had my hand gripping Theo’s muscular arms when his beautiful eyes made me let him go. He was watching me with so many emotions that stepping away from him seemed like a good plan.
I finally looked away from him, and that’s when my eyes accidentally met Lazlo’s. He appeared disoriented and upset.
“I want to leave,” Christina complained to Maynard, who looked dryly at her and nodded. I bet she could tell he was not happy with her.
The two walked out of the kitchen, where Theo cracked his knuckles before he turned around and sighed. “I have some work to do,” he said and exited the kitchen.
I wished to go after him, but giving him time was the best option for now. As for Lazlo, he steadily walked closer and then spared a quick stare at the counter.
“He was preparing breakfast with you?” he asked, gulping and trying not to display many emotions.
“For me,” I corrected him, before I walked past him to leave.
“He is flirting with you. Why can’t you see he is just trying to steal you away?” Lazlo complained, making me turn around and look at him in surprise.
“Steal me? from whom exactly?” I folded my arms over my chest as his statement intrigued me.
“From me! You are my wife,” he frowned, narrowing his eyes in a depressed state.
“I am not yours, Lazlo. You had me for two years, and you made sure every second of those years was nothing but hell for me,” I said, raising my voice while sobbing inside. The little instant whimpers were the bottled-up emotions that I had to hide because he warned me not to cry in his presence.
“I was not that horrible.” He refused to believe me.
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