"Stop him!"
At Eric's command, the knights jumped into motion.
Kyren had already taken a step towards the partition when they lunged, grabbing him before he could advance further.
The sudden violence of his fury stunned Rafe and Ayden alike. Neither had expected the commander to lose his temper so completely.
Frozen at the bed, Anna could only stare in horror.
Eric and Luke seized him from either side, gripping his shoulders. Damon rushed in from behind, locking both arms around Kyren's waist. Eli dropped low and caught hold of one of his legs, bracing himself against the floor.
Even with four men restraining him, it was a struggle.
The grand duke's strength was formidable—every movement driven by force. Muscles strained beneath steel and leather as he fought against their hold.
"Let go!"
The roar that tore from him was not that of a commander, but of a beast forced into chains.
