Katarina
I summon the courage to speak as his dark eyes fix on mine. “I… I mean no harm. I was just passing through.” I watch his face harden, his eyes searching mine, looking for more—looking for something that explains why I’m really here.
He glances at one of the guys still groaning in pain, then back at me. “That doesn’t seem like you were just passing through,” he says.
“I was only defending myself,” I respond quickly.
“She’s a lying bitch,” one of them barks. “She and her ruthless father, Augustine, came here to attack us. He had guns!”
“Enough,” Zane says, turning his cold gaze back to me. His face hardens even more, his anger threatening to explode. “Did you come here to attack us?” His voice drops as he moves closer.
“You have the nerve to come into our territory and attack?” He steps in even further, towering over me. “Augustine is getting bolder by the day.”
“That’s not how it happened!” I say, feeling the tension growing between us. He stops, his eyes narrowing.
“Then, tel
