It took everything in me not to go for his throat. I knew better. I was positive he’d use my mates as shields and I refused to let him get away with that. Patience and a way would unfold. Well, Goddess, now is a perfect time for you to fix this whole mess.
“Not going to attack me? I thought for sure that would force you to.” He chuckled. “Boys, maybe you should teach her a lesson about letting go.”
They fell to the ground at the same time and in an instant, my mates were advancing on me. There was no love in those golden orbs, just the promise of death and pain. “Wasn’t I your Spring?” I demanded as Cya took another step closer.
For just a moment his footsteps faltered and through the bond, I felt it. Pain, fear, love, my Cya was still there. But a moment later it was as if a heavy door
