I stood frozen in front of the little white creature, instantly opening my arms wide like a shield.
I twisted my face into a look of absolute, desperate worry, too stunned to even find my voice.
Every single time Draven tried to take a step toward the patch, I quickly sidestepped, completely blocking his path.
He paused, his dark eyes narrowing at my stubbornness. With a low, impatient sigh, his hand shot out, wrapping firmly around my wrist.
With a swift, effortless tug, he pulled me flush against his solid chest, pinning me there.
He leaned down, his warm breath sending a chill straight to my core as he whispered directly into my ear.
"I am having dinner with the rabbit no matter what, Seraphina. Say your last goodbye to the creature."
A heavy wave of sadness hit me. I looked up at his stern, unyielding face and choked out, "Bad husband."
