James wasn't the only one who had kept his anger within him, but there was another person who was utterly furious. If Calhoun wasn't here in the room, the vampiress would have torn Madeline's head herself without waiting for anyone to help her with it. And Sophie couldn't wait to do it.
Calhoun had openly declared more than once, his keen interest in this pathetic human girl who was the most disliked person in her list now, "Poor man, you should have given Lady Madeline and the man some time to speak, brother Calhoun. They seem like separated lovers."
"Leave."
Sophie blinked at the word, and she stared at Calhoun, "Of course, I will stop speaking about it-"
"I said leave us," Calhoun glare at Sophie's way. The smile on his lips had fallen and he wasn't in a good mood, not when the woman he wanted to claim for himself was thinking about the well being of another man, "Don't make me repeat myself, Sophie."
