Yuri smiles with disdain, unfazed by the blood starting to trickle from the cut on his arm. The wound looks painful and deep, but he and Killian maintain a tense stare-down.
Holy s**t.
Killian is furious, and it’s like he’s carrying the Grim Reaper in his eyes. He looks me up and down, making sure I’m safe and intact. Something flashes across his expression—maybe relief—but that feeling disappears as quickly as it came, and he refocuses all his attention on Yuri.
Without taking his eyes off him, Killian strides toward me with a firm, confident, dominant, and dangerous step all at once, placing himself between Yuri and me.
“Did you lose something?” Killian speaks coldly; his back is tenser than ever.
“I just wanted to meet my dear cousin,” Yuri replies with a fake smile.
“And I want t
