Chapter 12 "How Much More, Seraphine?"

Clutching my left cheek, I looked at my husband who jabbed a finger in my face like he was scolding a child. “Let me make something clear, Sera.’’ Elian seethed. “I did not spend three years on the battlefield cleaning wounds and healing warriors just so I could come back and be disrespected by you! I’m not the same weakling man that left. I became a man on that battle field, I won’t stand for your rebellion.’’