"Don't you dare?" he let out in a commanding voice. "I order you to stop. I don't allow you to take his heart," he added.
Soren was forced to stop. Bound by Javier's orders to stop moving or do anything. He was paralyzed in place unable to withdraw his heart from Adnan.
Javier regretted it as soon as the words came out of his mouth. He had crossed a line he never before thought was possible between them. Javier used their bond to stop Soren and command him. A decision that left his heart in pieces.
Soren withdrew his hand without the heart. Adnan fell into Javier's arms. The King caught him and held him gently. His eyes locked with Soren trying to figure out what the male was thinking.
"Zarlos will be yours by dusk. You should head home and tend to your lover," Soren said.
"You are mine not Adnan," Javier firmly claimed.
