Liora
“Are you okay?” Rowan asked, his voice filled with worries as his hand held my shoulder while looking at me from top to bottom, checking the wounds on me.
I helplessly chuckled, patting his hands with reassurance as I nodded my head. “I'm really fine. It doesn't hurt—it will heal in no time.”
His jaw clenched, eyes dark and cold as he stared at Kade, who was still screaming curses at us—especially at Rowan. Even when the police officers rushed in and pinned him to the ground, Kade continued thrashing like a madman, struggling against their grip.
“Get off me! She’s mine! I’ll kill him—!”
“Sir, calm down!” one officer barked as they forced his arms behind his back.
The metallic click of handcuffs cut through the night.
“No—she's mine! Kill that man! He's interven
