Silviu stepped closer, reaching out to touch her face. She flinched away, but he was faster, his fingers gripping her chin and forcing her to meet his eyes.
"Oh, I think I will," he said softly. "Because once I'm done with you, you won't want to tell anyone. You'll be too ashamed. Too broken. Too... mine. My little plaything."
--
Silviu's hand froze mid-air, inches from Iva's face.
A voice had cut through the silence of the library—low, cold, and dripping with barely contained fury. It came from the shadows between the towering bookshelves, and it made Silviu's blood run cold.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that."
Silviu spun around, his eyes wide with shock. They supposed to be alone… he made sure of it!
Caleb stepped out from between the racks, his eyes blazing with a fury that made
