It was harsh, but Dmitri knew honesty was the only thing she would listen to. This one small cat could cause untold problems in the middle of a war and it would stop now. And just taking control of this situation allowed the red haze to recede slightly.
"You want Nikka," she spit out.
He could tell she held so much fury in her small body and didn't know how to face her inner demons. Loathing, bone deep - a killing hatred haunted her eyes.
The two of them had a lot in common.
Dmitri remained silent for a few seconds, loosening his grip slightly on her chin. Her youth and the painful agony she hid gave him more control over himself.
"What does Nikka have to do with you throwing yourself at me when I have shown no feelings for you?"
"She told me to stay away from you because you were h
