“You have to be kidding me…” Roman growled and slammed the door shut. Leaving a shudder to pass through the whole house. Zane grimaced, feeling his wrath from his inside and lowered his gaze just as he turned to him. His eyes were cold and turning red with rage and his wolf was just at the surface, wishing to break out. And he was bearing the brunt of such anger.
“Tell her to remain put,” he pointed a finger at him. His voice, still as rageful as when he first heard of what Daciana was planning.
“She is not permitted to partake in that ceremony. I refuse her, I decline such absurdity. I completely refuse.” He was stating it as a matter of fact. There was no way he would let Daciana join the Nocturnal feast, not when he knew how dangerous it could be. It was a ceremony, a ritual truly, bu
