Nora's POV
James becomes a deadly shadow, moving faster than my eyes can track. Within heartbeats, he has Winston slammed against the office wall with crushing force.
"Lay one finger on her and I'll end you," James growls, his fangs gleaming dangerously close to Winston's face.
"Age trumps youth, boy," Winston hisses back, attempting to shove James away. His struggles are half-hearted though. With centuries more experience than James, it seemed he could easily overpower him if he truly wanted to.
Or maybe not. Vampire strength grows with time, and Winston's got serious years on my husband.
"Numbers beat age," Antonia announces, appearing in the doorway like a deadly apparition. She deposits Renata into my waiting arms before positioning herself beside James, fangs bared and ready. "Plus the witch is completely unhinged. I wouldn't test her patience if I were you."
