~Sylver

I was known to be prone to anger, but the level of rage I felt could not even be defined.

It was the sort of rage that tore through my pores and left my brain screaming for one thing only— blood.

The blood of that bastard spilling on the ground for the rodents to drink!

Cassian had mentioned that his name was Lyon— the fool who had dared abduct Nyra from under our noses.

"No," I growled to myself. Nyra wasn't abducted under mine or Cassian's nose. It was under Rylan's ...