Chapter Twenty-One
“Ha’ven,” a deep voice said. “Wake up.”
Ha’ven’s eyes snapped open at the same time as his hand gripped the throat of the male above him. Rage glowed from his violet eyes, turning them darker. His hand tightened as his power returned. He felt a vibration and heard the sound of metal groaning ominously as he stared into a pair of matching violet eyes.
“I know he can be a royal pain in the a*s, but if you kill him, mother is going to be very upset with you,” Adalard said as he leaned back against the wall. “Not to mention, if you don’t get a grip on your emotions, you just might kill all of us.”
It took a moment for sanity to return and for Ha’ven to realize he was squeezing Arrow’s throat. He released his grip and drew in a deep breath to try to calm the rage of dark
