Althea held her breath as she met Gavriel’s intense gaze. His expression was too dark, dangerously unreadable. The fury in his eyes told her everything. He wasn’t convinced. He didn’t care what she was willing to offer.

He was reeling with killing intent.

“Kill them-”

Without thinking, Althea grabbed the blade of his sword, now pointing at Kael, with her bare hands, yanking it toward herself. In one swift movement, she pressed her chest against the tip, just enough to pierce her ...