The anger over the loss of control of her life Kiersten experienced when she was informed that she would be marrying a man she did not know, filled her once again. Her face became flushed and her fingers curled into fists. She took a step around Aiden, and then a few strides towards the Vancurelian before Aiden halted her progress by placing his hand on her shoulder.
“Do not give him the opportunity to touch you. Your anger is justified, but if he should seize you, I would be forced to destroy the entire race, just to earn your release.”
Aiden removed his hand from her shoulder knowing it would only fuel her rage should he attempt to force her to remain by his side. He understood her desire to choose for herself, and he hoped her temper wouldn’t push her too far.
Glancing sideways, Kier
