Lucian had just declared war.
And Gabriel was prepared to give it all up in protest.
The tension was thick, choking, a razor’s edge waiting to snap.
I had witnessed Gabriel angry before.
But not like this.
Not with his wolf under grated, his body humming with pure rage, his golden eyes pinned on Lucian with a lethal gleam.
Lucian?
Lucian had a smirk, totally unfazed, because he’d wanted this.
He’d been prodding the beast, waiting for Gabriel to break.
And it was working.
Gabriel’s breathing was sharp, his fingers twitching at his sides as if he were one heartbeat away from lunging for Lucian’s throat.
Lucian sucked in a breath, tipping his head. "Careful, Gabriel. You don’t want to make a fool of yourself in front of all these visiting fleets, right?”
Gabriel snarled.
And that
