NIKLAUS STERLING POV

"What the hell was that about!" I roared, shoving her hard.

A sharp gasp escaped Gabby as she dropped into the sofa.

The sound of it made my chest clench. I shouldn't have pushed her like that. Not when she was already injured.

"I'm—"

"What do you think?" She cut me off, her voice low and full of venom.

I dragged a hand through my hair, then cussed, groaning as a hot line of pain thudded through my wrist.

That bastard had broken my hand as if it were nothing. And ...