Avalon's POV
"Hello, Avalon," Valta sneered. "We need to talk."
Zane didn't even bother listening. He was already moving past her, past all of us, and heading straight for the bedroom door like a wolf who'd caught the scent of blood.
Few seconds later, his hand hit the door which made him freeze just for a second as if sensing something, then he shoved it open and disappeared inside.
I'll never forget the sound he made as soon as he disappeared inside.
"Zephyr," Osilus breathed, and he was moving too, following Zane into the bedroom.
I stood rooted to the spot, caught between the overwhelming need to go to my mate and the equally desperate need to control whatever Valta was about to do.
"You should go to her," Valta said, studying her nails like this was all terribly boring. "After
