The voice cut through the alley like a whip crack, full of authority and barely restrained violence. Honey had never seen Grayson so angry before; the look of cold fury on his face was… well terrifying. She was glad it wasn't directed at her.

Riley spun, his grip on Honey loosening, she pushed at the hold Riley had on her. But she was still a little dazed and didn't have enough strength to push him off.

"Let her go," Grayson said, his voice deadly quiet. "Now."

Riley's hand fell away from ...