COHEN

Izzy burst through my office door without knocking. I was on my feet and grabbing her by the throat in an instant.

I slammed her back against the wall and snarled in her face.

Izzy gripped my hand and held, her expression calm, but there was fear in her wide eyes.

“What?” I demanded.

“The girls went down to the dungeons.”

“Find Lance and a few other warriors. We’re getting rid of those damn ferals today.”

Izzy nodded and blurred ...