Kat POV
“What do you mean, it's gone?” Castello growled at me, his voice low and oozing danger while his face was filled with rage.
I stepped backward, bumping into the back of a fancy settee in my efforts to get away from him.
“I don't know! It was hidden when I left for the fundraiser, but this morning it was gone. And so was all the money I was going to use to buy my freedom,” I whispered, preparing for the worst possible reaction.
A deep growl came from Castello’s direction and I felt cold fear wash over me. No man should be able to make that sound, and yet he almost certainly did. It reminded me of the stories about him - the Dark Prince who prowls around at night, more beast than man. And for the first time since I had heard those stories, did I think that there might be some
