Zane pov.
I let out an innocent smile as I watched my mate approach with a few guards behind her, my grip on Paige’s neck still firm. I could take all of Tessa’s rage, but I wasn’t letting go of this wicked woman.
“My love.”
“How dare you?!” she screamed, not even caring that I had our enemy pinned. “I told you to rest! How dare you deceive me?”
I just watched her—ten whole minutes of her yelling, hitting my chest, her voice shaking, tears threatening to spill.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. Even angry. Even like this, under the moonlight, she’s perfect. My eyes trailed down to her lips. They were moving fast, scolding me, but the sound faded into nothing.
A slow smile tugged at my lips.
All mine. Her anger, her love, her pain, her tears—everything about her belongs to me. I’d burn the worl
