A deep, bone-chilling voice calls from the cave entrance, “I wouldn’t finish that sentence if I were you.” Finnian steps inside, his fists clenched at his sides and his darkened stare pinned to Cedric. “And I suggest you get your fucking hand off my wife.”
This is not cute or romantic. This is problematic. I hate him so much. She should leave his ass and go with the faeries.
