I leapt up—heart racing. Damn it.
Eros pushed me behind him, horns growing from his head and eyes turning black in less than a second. “What the…”
Trevon’s beady little eyes flickered from me to Eros, and a tint of red rose within them. He lurched forward, snarling.
Oh, my God.
Before Trevon could reach Eros, Eros stepped back—nearly knocking me out of the way—grabbed Trevon by the neck with his claws, and held him in the air. Trevon dug into Eros’s wrists with his own claws, making blood pour out of the open wounds. He flung his body in every direction, but Eros held him in place.
When Trevon’s face turned blue, I gulped and rubbed my sweaty palms together. If Eros didn’t let him go, Trevon would die. And as much as I didn’t want him in my life, I didn’t want him dead. This wasn’t hi
