Kaius's voice cut through the dining room like ice.
His face was tight. His eyebrows were drawn together, and his jaw looked like it might snap.
You could almost feel the anger coming off him.
The room went quiet fast. Everyone turned to look at him. Everyone except Austin.
She didn't even glance his way. That just made him even angrier.
He took her avoidance as guilt. His golden eyes narrowed, sharp and dangerous.
Austin paused for a breath, fingers stilling over the shrimp. Then, as if nothing had happened, she kept peeling, her voice calm and cool.
"Dinner first."
Kaius's fist curled on the table. Who the hell thought about food at a time like this ?
"I need to speak with you," he said, low and tight. "Now."
Austin finally looked up. Just for a second.
