KAYLA POINT OF VIEW

The fire in Soroya’s palm turned brighter, lighting up the whole chamber with a red glow. My breath caught in my throat. I pressed my back harder against the cold wall behind me.

Kael stepped closer to her instantly, half-shifted, his teeth out, same as his claws. The air between them shifted.

“You’re not taking her,” Kael growled, voice shaking with fury.

Soroya raised her chin, her eyes glowing a dangerous shade of gold. “You don’t have a say, Kael. You ...