But she was cut off by Tessa’s hand wrapping around her throat and squeezing. A glow emitted from between her fingers as her power appeared, Oralia gasping under her hold. The female’s hands came up, clawing at Tessa’s wrist, but Tessa only smiled. “Dexter does not need to fix anything, and I do not require anyone to watch me anymore. That is what you can report back to Rordan,” Tessa said, an icy calm settling over her.
