Chapter 24 — Who Does He Think He Is?
- Sienna POV
- Dantes’ hand was warm and strong; his unique scent of rain-soaked grass and ozone after lightning surrounded me, instantly cutting through the oppression Kiran had brought.
- “It seems I arrived just in time.” His deep voice sounded in my ear, threaded with teasing. “Otherwise the princess might have been bothered by some short-sighted flies again.”