ISOLDE
I wasn’t going to let him hurt Finnian.
I wasn’t going to let him kill his own brother just because of his insecurities and stupid jealousy.
I didn’t even bother with another warning. My magic was already burning through my veins, black... the kind that could match his Alpha aura. With a sharp whisper of a spell, Rowan’s hand was still buried in Finnian’s chest, it jerked back suddenly against his will.
Finnian swayed, his knees buckling, but I caught him with another spell before he could hit the ground. His eyes fluttered open, breath ragged, the gaping wound in his chest knitting itself closed at an unnatural speed.
When he saw Rowan, his lips pulled back in a low growl.
“How dare you, Isolde?!” Rowan’s roar shook the walls. He tried to come closer, but the dark flames risi
