“Think whatever you want of me and Nik, princess, but know that none of us went into last night lightly. Regardless of our reasons for doing it, all of us saved your ungrateful little ass. But Cillian… he did what he did to protect you,” I grumble in a gravelly whisper, looming over her. She stares up at me, her defiance not wavering, and it takes every bit of restraint to maintain my dwindling composure. “Now, don’t be a fucking brat and thank your brother.”
