“What are you doing?"
I screamed, pushing on his chest. I still saw his eyes hold an unsteady gaze, just as he watched me with a smirk.
“You should be thanking me, princess. Thanking me that the person's neck that I am not sinking my teeth into right now is your brother's.” He snarled.
I felt the edge of my head stand. I knew Vagnar would do it, but he was trying to show restraint. Is this his restraint? I didn't want to know what his being merciless would be.
We headed for the gates, the closest and easiest route being the throne room, quietly praying that we wouldn't be seen, but just then we were ambushed by the deltas as the alarm and lights went off.
They were expecting us, and right on cue was Wren.
Vagnar had snarled his teeth, ready to turn into his monster, when an arrow str
