“If that were true, then you wouldn’t have brought her here.” I freeze. He’s talking about me? “Auren is not a threat,” Slade all but growls. My heartbeat begins to drum heavily in my chest. “We all saw her in that ballroom. If that’s not a threat—” “She won’t do that here.” Slade sounds so sure, but my entire body goes slick with anxious sweat. “You don’t know that,” Ryatt counters. Slade starts to reply, but Ryatt cuts him off. “You don’t. And I want her gone.”
