EMBER’S POV

Rafael’s smile doesn’t phase. “Oh, please. I made it too easy for you last night. You had your chance to kill me and you didn’t take it.” He tilts his head, something cold settling behind those grey eyes. “I don’t intend to make it that easy next time.”

Knox lunges forward — fast, violent, closing the distance in two strides with his fist already cocked — but Rafael only looks past Knox’s incoming fury, locks eyes with me, and says it.

“Tell her about 2016, Knox. If you’re so interested in forcing secrets into the open, then honour Rayana’s little therapy bullshit and give your woman what she...