Emira opened her eyes slowly, her heart still thundering from the near blow and stared at the hand that had stopped the blow that might have shattered the bones of her face.
Ramona gasped as her eyes widened in shock. "What—"
"You dare touch my woman?" the man said coldly. And this time, she felt Lance's grip on her loosen. Emira let out a breath and shuddered, feeling her knees go weak. In fact, she might have fallen to the floor, if not for Aron Mast's hand shooting out and supporting her.
"Who are you?" she snapped sharply as she glared at the man standing before her and protecting Emira. Dam* it! She'd finally had a chance to vent her frustrations and now someone else had stepped in to save Emira.
The man lifted his head slowly and his eyes met hers. Ramona felt a shiver down her spine.. The look he gave her carried killing intent...
For a moment, the man said nothing. Then he looked at Emira, as if making sure she was stable on her feet and then moved.
