Chapter 123

Ronan's POV

My hands squeeze tighter around Garrick's throat. His face turns red, then purple. His hands claw at my wrists, trying to break free.

"Casimir, stop!" Selene screams behind me. "You're killing him!"

"Good!" I snarl.

Her hands grab my shoulders, pulling hard. "Please! Let him go!"

I don't want to. Every part of me wants to watch the life drain from his eyes. He kissed her. He dared to touch what's mine.

But Selene's voice cracks when she says my name again. "Ronan, please."

That name from her lips breaks through the rage. My grip loosens just enough for Garrick to gasp for air.

"Get off him!" Selene yanks at my arm.

I stand up slowly, breathing hard. Garrick rolls onto his side, coughing and wheezing.

Selene moves toward him, but I step in front of her. "Don't."

"He needs help—"

"He needs to leave," I say. "Right now. Before I change my mind about letting him live."

Garrick pushes himself up onto his hands and knees, still coughing. "Seraphina—"

"Don't talk to her," I warn.