"I am fine."
"No, you are not, but you will be," said Killian as he marched past the corridors of the council building. His voice was dangerously flat, and he didn't seem to like the fact that his mate was hurt. Of course, he didn't. He was fiercely protective of Inez and the fact that she was kidnapped right under his protection. Tied and thrown in prison, well, one could say that the man was an inch away from burning the council building to ashes.
Tracy could feel her lips scrunching up even with the horrible possibilities jumping up in front of her.
