“I’m not in danger. You said it yourself; the guards are around. Please, Dad.” Reyland pressed with barely contained frustration.
Dax stared coolly up at his firstborn. A dark shadow crossed his handsome features.
Please, again. He mused.
First, the girl, then her father, and now, my son.
Well, maybe not her father. He never uses that word…
Not with me.
He instantly recaptured his wandering thoughts, and his eyes shifted to Marian.
“I don’t want her alone with you,” Dax said slowly, Bentax finally retreating, his eyes turning from black to sky blue.
Dax continued steadily. “If you meet, you will meet in the pack compound.”
“No!” Reyland shot back instantly, his voice hard.
“What?! You said you want to talk to our prisoner? Did I refuse you? Talk to her. As much as you like. At th
