He was going to kill us.
That was the only thing flashing through my mind as I saw the murderous look on his face.
He stood in the middle of the wide doorway, his broad shoulders stiff with tension, arms crossed and eyes glowing a faint crimson red. I could almost feel the Alpha power radiating from his body. Even more than Valden could, considering I was his unfortunate mate.
But I was still wrapped in Valden's arms.
I thought he would let go immediately after the voice rang out but his grip seemed to tighten on my waist defiantly. But even that couldn't mask the way his throat bobbed up and down as Darek narrowed his eyes onto his hold on me as if he was going to rip Valden's arms off with his teeth.
"What do you think you both are doing?" He repeated.
"We were just talking," I quickly said as I wriggled myself out of his arms.
