Emily’s POV

“Get those filthy hands off her!” Logan growled, his eyes spitting fire. Even when his gaze was not on me, I could feel a shiver run down my spine.

My heart pounded in my chest and my head straightened as I fixed my gaze on him. I was utterly astonished at the sight of him. I hadn’t expected that he’d show up here.

“How dare you touch her!” He growled as he grabbed Lancelot by the collar, his eyes searing his skin like a firebrand.

“Answer me!!” Logan spat, his dominance projected the anger in his voice and it sliced through me like a knife.

I swallowed the...