He will not take her.”
Sabelle turned toward the booming declaration. Ice. His protective gaze was as tangible as a caress. She swallowed.
“Of course not,” Duke assured. “Sabelle is too important to our cause.”
Ice stormed around the table until he hovered beside her, mere inches away, his body heat pouring over her. “If there is a breath left in my body, he will not take her.
