Azreal lowered his arm and Mj’s feet again found the floor, Dante skirted across the floor on his knees and desperately grasped his mate by the leg burying his face in her thigh as she kept her eyes set on the man who still had her by the throat, although he was now allowing her to breath. As soon as Mj’s feet touched the floor she let her hands fall away from Azreal’s wrist and settle at her own sides, she kept her eyes locked on his and noticed that the gold swirl was fading into that deep intimidating color the Alpha’s eyes usually kept. “Explain” was the only word Azreal uttered before he released his hold on Mj, she open
