“Lucas, this is ridiculous,” I muttered, tugging on his arm. It was the equivalent of trying to move a block of solid granite - completely impossible, yet I had to try. The thought of him being here when my blood was being spilled was nerve-racking, enough to cause my anxiety to worsen. “Go and wait with Nick's boys.”
“No.” He stood immobile, his eyes focused on Conal.
Ben overheard our hushed discussion and came to join us. “What's the matter?”
“Lucas is insisting on staying.” I sighed heavily, wondering what I could say to convince him I'd be okay without him. The look on his face was determined, his eyes darkened with anger.
“You should not be here,” Ben said.
“I am leader of the Tine Kiss. My place is here.”
“Lucas…” Ben began quietly.
Lucas turned on him. “I choose to stay.” Hi
