Lycina’s POV

Theron’s icy glare is still boring to me and Kael’s, unapologetic presence at the door. 

Kael’s words, “Her husband to be,” hang in the air, I could see how unpleasant it was for Theron and the way Kael’s holding my hand, with that possessive ease, makes my skin tingle.

I should be furious at him for showing up here, for throwing around words like fiancé, but something in me snaps into place. Theron’s standing too close, his dominance suffocating and Kael’s ...