Leah
Cain was there in the same breath. His massive hands closed on Darien's shoulders from behind, pulling him back, restraining him with the practiced efficiency of someone who had wrangled a lycan king before.
Darien thrashed against them both. His silver eyes never left my face, blazing with the betrayed fury of a man who had been drugged, manipulated, forced to see the woman he loved in the face of his enemy for hours on end. The nymphs had used me. Had taken the most precious thing in his mind and turned it into a weapon against him. And now, he thought it was happening again.
“Damn witch!” The words ripped from him. “Your illusions won't trick me! Not again! I'll kill you for what you did to her. For what you took from me!”
Cain's hand came down on the top of his head. Not gentl
