Dane's POV.

A frustrated groan escaped my lips as I ran my hands through my hair, the tension building in my chest. Why on earth was Edmond bothering me again? What could he possibly want this time?

“Well then, fine!” I snapped, the irritation clear in my voice.

“Let him stay as long as he likes. He lied to me—right to my face. He was the one who kidnapped Astrid back then, but he looked me dead in the eye and blamed Halfdan. And now I’m supposed to meet with ...