““wanted to hit the bitch for her smug, sanctimonious condemnation. Thanks for proving me right, princess … Most of all he was angry at himself for believing her when she’d lied to him. When was he ever going to learn? He wanted her blood, especially since Nykyrian had almost died while protecting her crybaby ass. “Tell me exactly how many assassins were there today?” “I don’t know. Fifteen. Twenty maybe.” He gave her a snide glare. “Twenty trained assassins against one guy who had his guts lasered last night … Lady, I think they had more than a fair shot at surviving and we’re damn lucky you and Kip are alive right now. Instead of being upset with him, you should be grateful.””
