The force of the explosion sent me sprawling to the floor in a confused heap. I was hit with specks of dust and glass.
“Where the f**k is he!” A voice snarled. My heart jumped a mile in my chest.
Rowan stood in the aftermath of the destruction like an avenging angel. The lines of his face were hard with an anger so potent it sent shivers down my spine.
“Rowan,” I breathed. I scrambled up and ran towards him. He gripped me in his arms and pushed me behind him.
“Not so fast,” Dane said.
Rowan’s eyes had immediately honed in on him. He stalked toward him, looking ready for murder.
“I’m sorry,” the boy from earlier cried. He was still sprawled on the ground, looking more dishevelled than ever. “We tried to hold him off for as long as we could. We really did. He’s just too powerful. I cam
