Irabel had seen Maxith angry before. When he had dragged, tortured and demanded answers from her that she didn’t have, but no part of that man came even remotely close to the person who’d emerged from the last store Irabel had walked out of on their shopping trip. She’d heard his growls. Menacing and threatening, right before Ken had insisted that they leave the store. Irabel had wanted to stay, however. Because even if she was bent on staying on her path of revenge, and even if Maxith didn’t sound like he needed any help taking down whoever had dared to attack him, a part of her had still wanted nothing more than to be by his side. To face that enemy together whose presence had brought with it a strange feeling that had washed all over Irabel.
At first, when Maxith had moved away, she’d
