Chapter 50 Untimely Fleeing
- A flush of pink hue bloomed on Alistair’s neck, creeping up to his face until it reached his hairline. His clenched fists on the table quivered, and his breathtakingly blue eyes suddenly glowed golden in anger.
- “Did I hit a nerve, wolf?”
- A snarl rumbled out of Alistair, and the furious, menacing sound had Diana’s hackles rising, the warning bells in her head ringing loudly in alarm.