Ty’s POV
I heard it. I heard every damn word.
I should be thrilled. I should be elated. Sun’s Hell—I am elated.
But I’m also very, very afraid.
I know what she’s planning. I know what gave her the strength to reject Ian. I know what’s giving her the ammunition to believe it’s time to become Evie again.
She wants to give herself to Eric Crimson.
I beeline to her so quickly, I inadvertently cause the poor fuckers in my way to stumble out of it.
“I need to talk to you,” I growl to Evie, not bothering to spare Ian so much as a glance. “Now.”
She doesn’t seem bothered by my tone. She smiles pleasantly at me—as if she didn’t just feel the sting of a bond being cut—and rises to her feet. “Lead the way.”
I take her arm harder than I should and pull her away from Ian and the rest of the pa
