King Braedon POV
I paused, seeing Brynn in front of me. She heard the small sound of a pebble as it slid out from beneath my feet and moved, crouching over Blair whose legs were spread, her hair matted to her head, sweat pouring from her forehead. Brynn placed a knife against Blair's neck as I stepped out from the shadows, the others doing the same, so that we were crowding Brynn who merely grinned at us cockily. There was no escape, no back way out of this cave, and yet, Brynn didn't look fazed at all. Blair was breathing shallowly, panting, her face contorted in pain. I could feel my rage seeping through.
"Blair, sweetheart, are you okay?" I asked evenly, never taking my eyes off Brynn who brandished the knife threateningly at Blair.
"Just peachy," Blair said sarcastically, giving a
