The Maid the Alphas Couldn't Forget
But before they could reach me, a wall of muscle intercepted them.
Ronan Stone slammed into the first guard, sending him crashing into a marble pillar. Kael Drakon grabbed the second by the throat, tossing him aside like a ragdoll. The remaining four hesitated, their eyes darting between the two Apex Alphas and the silver-haired girl crackling with ancient power.
“Stay back,” Ronan growled, his fists dripping with blood. “Or I’ll tear you apart.”
Kael’s obsidian eyes locked onto Elena. “You’re not touching her. Not now. Not ever.”