Zevara's POV
Talon. Creed.
He stood there at the entrance. Eyes blazing like fire threatening to consume everything in its path. Fists clenched so tightly with his veins almost popping out. Fangs protruded forward, and gritted. Raw, untamed and dangerous power rolled out of him as he took in the sight of the scene unfolding before him.
I breathed out in relief, my lips curled into a smile. “Talon….“
“What the hell are you doing?“ He growled, storming towards us.
The men trembled visibly and quickly left my arms. They stood beside Selena with their heads lowered—using her as a shield.
Selena's mouth and eyes hung open in a mix of shock and disbelief, but just as quickly it was replaced by that her calm and collected demeanor.
“It's none of your business!“ She growled, stepping into
