Chapter 12
KIERAN
Seraphina lay unconscious on the bed, her clothes half-removed, her skin too pale. A man I recognized as Marcus Sullivan was positioned over her, his canines extended, clearly preparing to mark her against her will. A blonde woman sat in a chair beside the bed, watching with obvious anticipation.
I saw red.
The sound that came out of my throat wasn't human. It was the roar of a king whose mate was under threat, the howl of a wolf whose territory had been violated. Marcus looked up just in time to see me coming, his eyes widening with terror as he finally understood exactly who he'd been threatening.
I hit him with the force of a freight train, sending him flying across the room to crash into the far wall. Plaster cracked and rained down as he slumped to the floor, bu
