"Hands off my mate!" A deep voice growled suddenly from the entrance of the dungeon.

Julian jumped, unconsciously snatching his hand away from Gwendolyn. Then he realized who it was and his face twisted into a scowl.

Gwendolyn slowly turned around until her gaze met Kieran's. There was something about the way he stared at her, the way his eyes darkened and heated.

And that bloody smirk of his, like he knew exactly what he was doing. His eyes did things to her, things she couldn't ...