~ ROWAN
"What?!"
I blinked away the haze and turned to Jeremiah, one brow raised in confusion. He nodded slow, letting me know that he wasn't joking.
I swore softly then turned back to the King. "I am afraid this meeting must come to an end."
He looked taken aback. "We have not even discussed."
"There is nothing to discuss. The people who took her from you are dead, but as it stands, she is my mate now, and she does not belong to you anymore. You will make do with the loss."
"Make do?" he laughed darkly. "No one steals from me and lives to tell the tale."
My head cocked to the side. "Is that a threat? You seem to forget that you are on my territory."
He smiled wide, baring fangs. "I know exactly where I am."
"Stop!" a very familiar, very feminine voice yelled out.
I cursed once more, turning to Jeremiah. "Get her out of here, right now!"
