Chapter 32

• ALEXIA
• The tension in the room was so thick that one could cut it with a knife and with each passing seconds, my heart raced with the possibility that my words may not have any effect on him and he would end up punching me anyway.
• There’s no freaking way I would survive a punch from a werewolf, judging by the fact that all Willow did was step on my foot, and now I’m on crutches for a week or so. Silence continued to stretch as everyone anticipated my opponent's next move—including me.