Ava's POV

Aiden shot her a cold glance. I had never seen such a cold expression on his face before. Diana was wiggling, almost peeing on her skirt. He hurried toward her and yanked her face tightly, cornering her in a niche.

"Next time you threaten or vituperate my mate, I won't think twice about ripping your head off. Do you understand me?" he shot at her.

"Yes, yes, I am sorry," she managed to say.

"Sorry for yourself, bitch. You should be gratified that she apologized on your behalf," he declared, bestowing her with another lethal gaze. "And you, Ethan, this is why I tell you to avoid all...