Lian lifted her eyes to Ashleigh. She furrowed her brows with a look of confused anger as she pursed her lips and took an agitated breath.
It was clear to Ashleigh that the Priestess was not happy.
Clenching her jaw, she turned away from Ashleigh, moving her focus to the two men lying on the ground.
Roman and Axel both sat up, looking at Lian with equal amounts of surprise and confusion. But it was Roman that recovered his senses enough to realize he didn’t care who she was. Only that she was in his way.
He stood and stared at her, growling.
“Who are you?” he asked.
Lian did not respond.
“Alpha of Winter,” Lian called to Axel.
Axel rose and faced her, unsure who she was or how she knew him.
“Tell me,” Lian continued. “What has happened here?”
Axel hesitated for only a moment.
“Who are you?” Axel asked, quickly adding. “I mean no offense, but you seem to know who I am when I have never seen you before, and yet you ask me to explain myself.”
