I gave Kade a hard look.

I shouldn't think twice before I used a knife on him? A knife?!

“You’re kidding,” I said.

But he wasn't. He grabbed my hand that held the knife, bringing it close to his throat—too close. I tried to pull my hand away, but for someone who was shaking and burning, he sure has a strong grip.

“Belladonna,” he called, his eyes fixed on mine. His voice shook a bit, but his words still came out firm, and I could see what that was taking out of his body, but he didn't stop. “Use it.” He pressed the knife deeper in his throat, and a...