The silence between them was strangling.
Kael's fingers tightened around Nyra's arms, pinning her to the wall as if his hands alone could force the truth from her lips. His chest heaved, his eyes wild with fury and something far more dangerous. Desperation.
“Who the f**k are you?” he seethed, his voice rough. “What are you hiding from me?”
Nyra stared up at him, refusing to answer. Her breath was ragged, not just from the physical force, but the storm raging in his eyes. Her lips trembled, but she didn’t break even though fear crawled into her.
She knew how dangerous someone like Kael was. And how he appeared when he was angry.
Kael's jaw clenched as his grip became tighter. So hard she struggled to breathe at first till the sudden pain came.
A blinding, searing bolt twisted through
