She had been alone with him for weeks. The monster had touched her. Touched his mate. The fact that she was still so silent probably meant she was in shock. “Absolutely not,” Malachi said, pulling Ava closer as they sat on the couch in the library. Maxim said, “But surely you can see the value of—” “You will not put her at risk,” he barked, unable to comprehend why they were even considering his brother’s suggestion. Ava’s doctor was Jaron. Jaron was Sadik. The fact that his mate was still in the city drove him to distraction. He wanted to board a plane. No, not a plane, the bastard could fly. A boat? Water was safer. A car would do. Anything to get Ava away. Get her as far away from the monster as he could. For the first time, he completely understood why the Irina had fled. “Malachi, calm yourself,” Damien said, standing in the doorway. “I want to know more.” Ava spoke for the first time since the brothers had gathered. Rhys sat near the computer. Leo sat next to him, looking through more books, everything they had on record about the fallen angel known as Jaron.
