"Get your hands off my wife," Lahen growled. The chandeliers rattled and the omegas and weak ones went on their knees.
I swore I thought I was the one shouting but it was him instead.
I blinked, seeing Lahen stepping down the stairs but halted when a slender arm pulled him back, pressing her body closer while her head rested on Lahen's broad shoulder.
"Reon, please don't be mad. Sir Karu was just helping your wife, that is all. It's not like they spent the night together."
Snapped, I felt my tether breaking apart and wrath coiling in my palm. Readily to rip that nape of hers.
"Frey."
Did I hear clearly? Or was it my mind playing games as I heard Lahen say her name gently, gracefully with tones I never heard him before but the most intoxicating part was the nickname?
The frea
