Adel’s POV.

“Miguel—” Nix growled, the timbre of it shaking the windows of the gathering room. Miguel looked at his Alpha; his eyes were dark and guarded before they slid back to the man whose back was to me.

The first thing we saw when we burst into the room was the lifeless form of my aunt. My hands trembled at my side as my knees quaked at the sight of my cousin standing in such close proximity to my mate. Nora stood by the door as I took one step, followed ...