“You speak of my wife so you knew my response before you made your pronouncement,” he declared. “You’ll not take her. She isn’t yours to have. She’s mine.” “She isn’t. She’s Maddie. And she’s free to do what she wishes with whom she wishes it,” Derrik returned. His meaning clear, it was another blow and more poison choked him. “Careful, brother,” Apollo whispered. “I understand you,” Derrik told him, his voice gentling. “I understand what you’re feeling.”
