William blazed in front of Brynn. His eyes were bright and wild, his lips were pulled back into a snarl, and he was breathing heavily as if trying to keep himself under control.
“Are you hurt?” he asked her.
Brynn shook her head, but William looked like he didn’t entirely believe her.
Garan groaned against the cave wall as he struggled to his feet.
“You,” William spat, “will never touch her again unless she specifically asks you to.”
Garan glared at William with a hatred Brynn had never seen on his face.
“She is going to be my WIFE!” His voice boomed as it echoed around them.
“I believe she just told you that she is NOT,” William said through his teeth.
“AHHHHH!” Flecks of spittle flew from Garan’s mouth as he howled a war cry. He ducked his body low and charged.