Rhea’s POV.

Kieran moved sharply, one hand shoving me backwards as the other flexed, his claws threatening to break through. His body radiated danger.

“Easy there” The tattooed man grinned. “If we wanted to kill you, you wouldn't see us coming”

His companion glanced into the trees. “She said to”

“Shut up!”

“What do you want?” Kieran asked, shooting a glare.

Tattooed man hissed and waved his blade in Kieran's face. “I'm here for the lady. You should step ...