Kade was already hanging by a thread before Rayder even opened that crooked smile, almost a silent mockery, loaded with pure provocation. The corner of the other man's mouth rose slowly, as if he were savoring the pain dripping through the air, as if he found amusement in the miserable state they both found themselves in. But for Kade, it was more than an insult; it was the trigger. The blood boiled so fast he didn't even notice the transition between breathing and attacking. He just felt ...