Chapter 3: What To Do With Her
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Chapter 3
~Kael’s POV~
The moment her body sagged, falling to the ground unconscious, the room shifted.
The tension snapped—like a taut wire finally cut. Around me, my brothers exhaled, some in relief, some still brimming with the urge to fight, to claim what wasn’t yet theirs.
So typical.
"She’s stronger than we thought," Riven muttered beside me, flexing his fingers like he could still feel her skin under them.
He shook his head, golden hair falling back from his icy blue eyes. A muscle twitched in his jaw.
"She’s volatile," Lucien said, slipping the dagger he’d been spinning back into his belt. His voice was easy, but his gaze never left her—sharp and too calculating to be casual. A flicker of something unreadable crossed his features.
I stayed where I was, arms crossed over my chest, every muscle coiled tight. My glacial stare remained locked on the girl chained to the stone floor.
I didn’t need to move to feel the bond straining between us, pulling tighter with every shallow breath she took. A disconcerting pull, unexpected and unwelcome.
The wildness in her wasn’t just strength. It was raw, untouched, untamable, and somehow beneath that fire was something filled with hatred.