Zane didn't think he had ever seen Gianna curse this much, swear this much, or be angry this much; but then again, maybe he would have seen that side of her if he had thought to seek her out after the wedding fiasco.
However, his own past mistakes didn't stop the viselike grip of pain from tightening around his heart as her venomous words kept running on a jagged repeat in his head.
He deserved it, he thought. He swallowed hard, his throat tight with a bitter lump of regret.
And if it were only about their history, he would have accepted her wrath. He would have kept the peace, standing like a statue and not saying a word as she spat those insults at him and turned on her heel to leave the room.
But she had mentioned Noah.
And in that moment, he knew that somehow, Noah had lied to her.
It was Zane's turn to get angry—a dark, cold heat that flared up especially when he remembered how that demon had abused his little sister.
