17 Blast from the past

Altan noticed she had not been referred to her by her honorific and realised that this little pup was serious. As young as she was, even Altan couldn't take her lightly, though he was stronger by a margin.

"Go ahead, Scarlett." He said, smiling manigamously.

Altan knew full well that the only reason Nox obeyed him was due to her respect for him. Thus, he never tried to short-change her and give her the respect she gave him. Nox smiled sinisterly, glaring openly at Freya.

" Listen up, old crone, and listen well, as I will only say this once." Nox began, ignoring the gasps of surprise that rose involuntarily and filled the room.

"If a single hair on the head of my mate or anyone else I care about is harmed;" she paused, her voice dropping with a dangerous snarl.

" Your corpse shall lay by the feet of the new queen of witches; crowned by me."