sey's voice was dangerously low,

and shoved Irva har

ed, stumbled backward into Tristan's arm

our mind?" Tristan yelled, hol

, reaching for the contract th

shoe, sent the folder skittering across t

rs rippled through the lobby. A securit

en, si

ng the cavernous space into a vacuum. Background c

y. A wave of cold, immense power that ma

d by an invisible stri

d sweeping staircase s

anyone. His gaze was fixed, calm and dispassion

anger-all evaporated, replaced by primal fear.

man was. True king of the Mckay empire. She detached herself from T

washed over her, more potent than

the folder. Moved slowly, de

dismissive second. Devoid of

nds. Disappointment and cold fury in th

is eyes fo

arable vulnerability. In his piercing gaze, she felt utterly expose

gave a slight, almost imperc

ers, past frozen Tristan and Irva. Bent down. Picked up t

and meticulously, insultingly, wiped away dust

urleigh and pres

y. This object-this garbage Irva had kicked and tram

pale to ghastly white.

ck. His uncle's property. His

hout looking, passed it to a

began to

were furniture. His presence a vortex of

ed besid

inter. He didn't look at her. Stared

nd guttural, me

in th

ing distance to the door, leaving a t

ng. She glanced back at Tristan and Irva.

mare, she felt a surge of power.

in a black Ben