Igor’s POV
I stepped fully into the inner chamber, the air filled with scented candles. I could smell her blood in the air, and that infuriated me, knowing he had hurt her somehow.
The arrangement of ritualistic candles made my beast restless, like it was afraid—and that was something it never was. Afraid. So what exactly had Abel dabbled his hands into?
I took back full control from the beast, allowing the bond to find both Elena’s and the baby’s heartbeat. By my side, I saw Abel, somehow pleased with himself, like this was all he wanted.
Everyone in one space. What exactly is he playing at, and how do I find out? Do I fight him or not? This circle looks like a binding circle. Then it hit me. The blood of Elena—it seemed this fool had bound my wife and child to himself, so anything I
