Sallie's POV
"Don't touch me. Get away!" Draven suddenly lost it, frantically swatting at the spot where Jill had just touched him.
Jill crashed to the ground, stunned. "Draven."
Watching this unfold, I felt my lips curve into a cold smile.
"Jill, do you have any clue what's happened to Draven?"
Confusion flickered across Jill's face, mixed with curiosity. I smirked. "He—"
A piercing, guttural scream cut through the air nearby. "Jill!"
We all whipped around to see a filthy woman in rags charging toward us. My bodyguards instantly stepped forward, forming a protective barrier around me while keeping their eyes locked on this wild woman. But she barreled straight past them, lunging at Jill and seizing her.
"I'll give you the stuff. Just give me back my husband!"
Jill recoiled, nearly gagging from the woman's stench. "Who are you? I don't know you. Let go! Draven, help me!"
