บท 446: 7.68 - Babe - War Of The Wickeds

"Call her babe again, and I will cut your throat."

"I can call her however I want," Liam smirked down at the scowling Juliet and slowly stood up to tower over her tall frame, "She is mine," he growled low in his throat, "Right, babe?" He looked to Silvia for affirmation but was quickly met with a glare that made him wince.

Juliet didn't even blink. As an alpha, she couldn't afford to show a single weakness, "And what makes you think she is yours? You are not worthy enough to even leave a mark on her. Not by a long shot," she said darkly. 

The people in the room tensed. It was never good to have more than one alpha together in one place; they would often get territorial over a potential mate.