{Lisa’s POV}

Ronan’s body towered before me, half human and half beast when the bullet bounced harmlessly away. Leaving nothing but an impression on his skin.

My heart still lurched as if I had been the one shot. I leapt to him, my hands running over his chest as if searching for a wound that was never there.

“Are you alright?” My voice cracked under the weight of the moment.

“I am fine,” he said, his tone steady, though I caught the fury burning behind it. Then he tilted his head to study me. “Are you?”

I nodded quickly. My hands refused to let go of him, clinging as if...