From Here to Ecstasy

A/N: I am going to thank PenumbraMINE and N.Y.O.B. again. Y'all keep me writing even when I don't feel like it or I'm having problems coming up with some words. And, thanks PenumbraMINE (Maggie) for helping me with my story by correcting me on the subject of Brujas. I'm so happy you helped me to make this story right.

Griffith's POV

I watched as my mom put her hands on both of my dad's arms, trying to calm them down so she could take care of this ass-hat on her own. I guess I won’t have to worry about him treating women like objects ever again.

My mom walked over to the ass-hat and smiled at him, only the smile was not one full of happiness, no, this one was one of her evil ones. One that scared the shit out of most people, except for this guy.

She leaned over, putting her hands on the hand rests. She growled so loud in his face that the whole room shook. “I’m not an object you can play with. What the hell is wrong with you? Haven’t you ever been taught that women are sacred and should be protected?” She asked him as little growls slipped through her lips, her eyes showing her wolf.

“I’ve been taught that women are lower than men. I’ve been taught they are for our enjoyment. They only play as if they don’t want me or any of these men,” he answered as he smirked at her, the other men in the room giving him disgusted looks.

“You shouldn’t have made that comment. I’ll tell you what...if you can beat me in the training circle I will be yours, but if not then you will be dead, deal?” My mom asked him as my dads smiled.

“Deal. A woman can’t beat me. You’re too fragile,” the ass-hat commented.