Raven flung out her ebony hair. "No one allows me to do anything. I decide. I was born and raised human, Kendalf," she pointed out. "I can only be myself. Barry is my friend, and he is in desperate trouble. I intend to help him."
"If your lifemate is so enthralled with you that he would allow you such foolishness," Kendalf replied softly, menacingly, "then I can do no other than protect you myself."
"Don't you talk about Enoch like that!" Raven was furious.
You really know how to stir up the hornets' nest with the women, do you not?
Enoch demanded, even though he understood Kendalf completely and felt him justified.
Kendalf did not look at him but stared out into the storm.
The child she carries is my lifemate. It is female and belongs to me.
There was an unmistakable warning note, an actual threat.
In all their centuries together, such a thing had never happened.
