Ascian couldn’t control the way his heart was hammering in his chest as he dragged Mirela into his house.
“Please... You’re hurting me.”
He spared a glance at her but looked away quickly. Just looking at her made him want to rip someone apart.
How could she be so f*****g reckless? He had forbidden her to leave the house! He had ordered her! And then to find her in the same forest where the rogues were wandering around, waiting for their next victim?
His anger increased even as his heart did something he didn’t recognize. She could have f*****g died, just so she could return to that weak coward he had stolen her from. She wanted to leave him...
He saw red as he dragged her up the stairs, uncaring that his fingers were probably marking her arm, uncaring that her tears mingle
