Elena
Fury coursed through my veins like molten lava as Tiffany’s smug smile widened. A babysitter. Killian had just assigned me a f*****g babysitter like I was some unruly child who couldn’t be trusted to tie her own shoes.
“I already have bodyguards,” I ground out through clenched teeth, my hands curling into fists at my sides. “I don’t need a keeper. I won’t accept this.”
Killian didn’t waver. “It wasn’t a question, Elena. Your bodyguards were busy at the event, leaving you unprotected. You used them without informing me of your plans.”
“I used them to save the lives of our people!”
“And you left yourself vulnerable in the process.” He gestured toward Tiffany, who was practically bubbling with giddy glee. “Tiffany is one of our best fighters. She can protect you prop
