*Xander*

Fire was burning behind Lena’s eyes, and it wasn’t the reflection of the sunset turning her pale gray irises a fiery red, no. Poor Charlie. He looked utterly confused at her sudden wrath. She looked exquisite in her blood red gown, but with her cheeks and eyes flaming, she looked more like a demon born from ash and embers than a regal princess.

“Lena, let’s just take a step back–” I tried to say, but her gaze flicked to me, her mouth ...