The door creaked open again, and I didn’t need to look up to know it was Viktor. His shadow loomed over me. “Well? Did that lift your spirits?”
I stood slowly, facing him head-on with a glare that could cut steel. “You think you’re clever,” I growled. “But this doesn’t change anything.”
He tilted his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “Oh, Talon. Don’t be silly. That call wasn’t for you — it was for her.” His eyes gleamed, dark and calculating. “She sounded… fragile. Pregnant women can be so delicate, don’t you think? The stress of all this… it can’t be good for her. Or the baby.”
My blood boiled. “If you touch a f*****g hair on her head…” I stepped forward, my fists clenched, but Viktor raised a hand, his smirk never wavering.
“Careful, Talon. Idle threats don’t suit you. I don’
