Fadel’s POV

“You want to bargain with me using yourself,” I said lowly, amused despite myself. “Interesting.”

Her breath hitched.

I leaned closer, lips brushing her ear. “Fine. I promise.” My voice dropped into a growl. “Now keep your end of the deal.”

Taking her by the hand, I led her out of the bloody hall, barking out one final order. “Stop the interrogation.”

Even in this state, Winter couldn’t help but snicker. “You call that an interrogation? I wonder what ...