Remus’ POV

“You fucking idiot!” I seethed, my rage boiling over. A powerful punch landed squarely on Russo’s jaw, causing him to crumple to the floor.

“You had them in your grasp, and you let them slip away?!” I snarled, grabbing his collar as he lay there, blood dripping from his nose and mouth due to my furious blow.

Even in his pain, Russo managed to speak, “Lord Lucian’s men, led by Frank, interrupted us. They took Emilia.” He winced, anticipating my ...