Dante’s POV
I wouldn’t lie…
If fear had been what I saw written across her face, I would’ve been disappointed.
“Ignoring me won’t make me forget that I just f*****g asked you a question, Dante,” she snapped, her eyes never leaving mine.
The old Nyra would’ve been trembling just sitting this close to me.
But the woman glaring at me now looked sharp enough to cut through steel itself was
Rhys… that asshole, was enjoying this way too much.
“What the f**k was that?” she continued angrily. “That was my first introduction to those council elders and you just had to play it that dramatic!”
Goddess…
I didn’t think I had ever seen her look this beautiful.
Not that she wasn’t before now… but rage had its way of enhancing features she would have rather preferred was hidden.
It brought fir
