At that exact moment, a pair of powerful, entirely alive arms wrapped securely around her waist.
Before the sob could fully leave her throat, Silver pulled her down flush against his hard chest with a sudden, possessive strength. His head lifted, and his lips met hers in a fierce, breathless, and undeniable kiss—a kiss that tasted of iron, life, and an insufferable, maddening triumph.
The shock lasted for a fraction of a second before reality rushed back, cold and infuriating.
Evangeline slammed her hands against his chest, shoving him away with a desperate, feral fury as she scrambled backward on the floor. Gasping for air, her chest heaving, her eyes blazed with a terrifying, murderous rage. "You lied to me... You dare play with that?!"
