Assassinate Sylvia. The thought rang in Zephyr’s ears. His eyes stiffened, his heart pounding in his chest as if someone was about ripping it off.
He'd hoped to be outraged from hearing that the attack had been plotted by Ryker. But he wasn't.
He couldn’t think of anything more than the fact that the lady, the innocent lady he loved, had been hurt all because of him. All because he had dragged her into his rivalry with Ryker.
His eyes dilated in shock. His heart ached, tears threatening to spill. “Jason,” he said. “Sylvia, how is she?” he stammered. His pulse kept banging in his ears as he searched the man's eyes.
“Zephyr, calm down,” Jason flashed a glance at him. “You are panicking and that won't do us any good.”
“How can I stay calm?” His voice cracked. “Just answer the dawn q
