Ella stood at the alley entrance, and Nancy saw the anger flashing across her face. That petite frame didn’t match the fierce vibe she was giving off at all—this wasn’t the same girl from the banquet.
The guy froze for a second, and that was all Nancy needed. She slammed into him and bolted.
"Argh!" the sleazy Rogue growled. "You’re asking for it!"
He lunged, but Ella didn’t even flinch. Nancy’s heart jumped—she was scared for her. Taking a deep breath, she stepped in front of her protectively. A strong arm wrapped around her furry neck, pulling her behind.
Nancy’s eyes welled up. She rubbed her face against Ella’s hand gently.
Even in the middle of all that danger, Ella’s scent was strangely calming.
Nancy licked her lips, her thoughts a mess of confusion—with a surge
