The hall slowly thawed from the icy terror Diego’s fury had cast over it.
The orchestra resumed a soft, hesitant melody as servants rushed to sweep away the shattered glass.
Yet my heart refused to slow its frantic rhythm.
I stared up at Diego, my mind reeling. Seeing a man snap like that and unleashing a crushing wave of lethal dominance just to defend my honor should have terrified me. In fact, a small, rational part of my brain was shuddering at how effortlessly he could have killed Warlord Corvin.
But Nyx wasn't listening to the rational part of my brain. She was pacing at the front of my subconscious, her ears perked and tail wagging.
'He nearly destroyed a warlord's throat for us,' she purred. 'Did you see his eyes? The gold fire? The sheer, violent authority?
'I saw it,' I rep
