"Thought you wanted me to leave."
"Too late now."
He grinned at her, mouth bleeding, even though that was the last thing he wanted to. He didn't know if the woman was going to do anything more aggressive than what she'd done already, but he'd felt the strength in her grip when she'd grabbed his ankle and yanked him off his feet. She was strong. Stronger than he was. But even if he was certain he could go toe to toe with her anyway, there were still the others to contend with on top of that.
Because they were watching him. All of them, especially after the spat with Avi. Yellow eyes watched his every move, and he would bet money (if it even mattered up here) they would thrash him the second he tried to slip away.
The f*****g dragon. It was his fault Constantine had walked into a trap. L
