Chapter 45

• My movement stilled and I couldn't think of any reply to give him. Did I find him likable? Not quite. He tortured me what ever chance he gets. I hated the way he treated me. I didn't have an answer for him.
• "She doesn't," Rhysand said with a growl, saving me from Cardan's piercing gaze. Rhysand scowled at Cardan as he placed another piece of steak on my plate. He also filled my cup with red grape wine.
• "I didn't ask you Rhysand," Cardan snarled back. Shooting venom at his twin through his eyes.