He blinked—surprise softening his face before he caught himself.
"Did you enjoy it?" he asked, his voice dropping low.
I nodded. Then pointed to the hill.
A quiet breath left him—close enough to a laugh. "Of course you did." He studied me for a beat. "Do you want to go again?"
I nodded faster.
Behind him, Ryker had taken a step toward Lisa—slow and controlled. No rushing. No visible anger. Just forward and steady, which made it worse than if he'd raged.
"Controlled Ryker is terrifying," Tala muttered. "I don't like it."
"Careful," Ryker said to Lisa, his voice low enough that it barely carried.
She lifted her chin. "Or what?"
He didn't answer. He just watched her, his eyes growing colder by the second.
Kael moved in before it could go further. "You were told to stay away."
Lisa
