Roldan's POV

I don’t expect a warm reception, but Rae’s reaction goes well beyond what I anticipate.

Before I have time to react, I find myself slammed against the wall with fierce force. Rae’s sharp, claw-tipped hand clamps around my throat, holding me in a deadly grip. A low, unmistakable growl hums through her chest, and her eyes burn a vivid purple.

It strikes me then—she could end my life right here and now.

Raelynn has always ...