Chapter 51.

Someone just tried to kill him so I couldn't blame him for letting his anger fill every crevasse of the room without making any effort to rain it in. Every guest fought to stand still but they couldn't control the wavy trembles of their hands or their necks desperate to bend down and submit. Elise would never hurt him, I knew she wouldn't and I wanted to scream that but I was as affected by the Lycan king's anger as the others were. If not more. I felt him through the mate bond and I felt a burning itch on the skin around my mark. The brown specks in his golden eyes shifted like fog on the silent town, moving over streets and setting the tone as they did in those old movies where the man with a gun slowly walked out toward his victim. The danger of fog is that you don't see what dangers lurk in the open and all you can do is hope and pray that it isn't your time.  But I saw in Elise’s eyes that she knew the danger lurking in the fog that was Darian's eyes. I saw it because never in my