Raine's POV 

His wife?!

I didn't know why this revelation surprised me so much. My grandmother, a bloodline human, had died giving birth to Brialle. It made perfect sense that Acheron would seek the company of another woman. 

"Welcome," Lady Sofielle murmured. Her tone was calm, her head postured toward the floor submissively. But in the split second her gaze flickered up to meet mine, I saw it. Her eyes were the color of the ocean in the midst of the tempest, azure blue with specks of stormy pewter. And within their turbulent depths, shimmered stone-cold animosity. Hate. 

Oh shit, we were in trouble. 

I clutched Cage's shirt tighter. Just...