Chapter 70

• Maliyla's POV
• The thought of ripping her head off was excruciating. The fact that she touched my mate with her unpolished hand was enough to cause her death. Without even realizing it, I walked towards her out of anger. I could feel everyone's gaze on us. There was an undeniable tension in the air.
• She smirked as I looked into her dark brown eyes. "Is it Natalia?" I asked. In response, Natalia nodded. "Well, Natalia, I believe you are mistaken. First of all, Hector told me about you and the engagement, and I accepted his past just like he did mine. My second point is that you may have had him once, but I have him all the time now," I paused as I swiped my hair to the side, revealing Hector's mark on my neck. "Lastly and most importantly, if you come near my mate again or refer to him as anything apart from his title, I'll rip your fucken heart out. Am I making myself unclear?" I questioned menacingly.