C39 CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

Enya pov

"I'm the one you don’t want to fuck with." I hear his voice before I notice Vincent hovering over my father. I may forget names or faces, but voices always stay in my memory, especially ones as deep and powerful as Vincent's. Every bit of logical thinking I have just flies out the window as I charge right at Vincent. It doesn't matter if I get hurt if one of the wolves gets hurt