Keya's POV
James flinched when Rhys's hand went around his throat. He lifted him effortlessly, like James weighed nothing. James thrashed, his face turning red. I saw Rhys's lips pulled back in a snarl, his canine becoming long. James whimpered.
"How dare you? You f*****g bastard. How dare you hurt her?" Rhys gritted out, his eyes dark. "I will burn you to ground for this." He shook James until James went pale.
"Rhys, he is not worth it," I whispered. "Let go."
It took Rhys a few seconds to finally let James go. He threw James at the ground like he was nothing. James was gasping for breath, struggling to stand back up from the ground.
"Did Ryker know?" Rhys asked, turning to me, shaking his head.
I shook my head. "Don't tell him."
"Why the hell not, Little..." He stopped, as if he r
