Nerina walked from the bedroom. Her hair was up, her face an emotionless mask that he couldn’t read. She looked beautiful, but broken. Blue stepped forward, taking Victor off guard.
“Nerina, you don’t know what your father is capable of. Come with us now, we can protect you. Victor can protect you.”
Her eyes focused on Blue before centering on him. Her voice was a silver-dipped knife that pierced the very heart of him when she spoke.
“Protect me? From my father? You think you know me, but you don’t. I came here to live in peace. To get away from all the drama. You don’t know a single solitary thing about me, nor have you bothered to find out. All you wanted were my secrets, my submission. Not me, not the real me. I know who my father is. I just didn’t know that he’s a Hunter. It doesn’t
