"How did you know?" Emira whispered the words as she stared at the three men in front of her.
Emira had meant to ask how they knew about the ring's history when she had only just discovered it. Had they known about it all along? Had they seen the ring?
But to Lance, Kael, and Zen, her words sounded very different. To them, it felt as though she was asking how they had uncovered the truth that the ring had been given to her by her 'lover'. As though she was seeking confirmation that they already knew he was the one who had orchestrated everything—the one who had nearly killed both Zen and her in the process, just to break apart their mark.
At that, Kael stepped forward. Angry, he caught her hand suddenly, gripping it before she could pull away. Emira frowned as he lifted her hand between them, instinctively struggling and trying to make him let go.
"Stop struggling," Kael snapped harshly. "I'm not taking your precious ring."
