Alaric's POV

Marku's expression had gone from shock to fury and now settled into ravenous lust. He purred, "Very few people get the better of me. Most do not have the talent or the initiative, or the balls, to take me on. But you are even more unique than I originally surmised, aren't you?"

Raine stared at him coldly, and gave no answer.

That bastard licked his lips suggestively as he continued, "I underestimated you."

Raine still did not reply, but I couldn't miss her mouth curl into the tiniest smirk. Marku nodded as though she had spoken her agreement. His voice lowered and he promised seductively, "It will never...