Tanya’s POV
Fear infects my insides as the three of them stand there with devilish glints in their eyes. Marco immediately releases a warning growl, and stands defensively to block me with his body, guarding me. I have to move slightly to the side to see past him.
It’s Lily who speaks first, releasing a conniving giggle. “You’re wanted dead Marco,” her eyes shine with terrible mischief. “I knew it would be hard to get to you when you were still at the palace. But look! You delivered yourself right to our door instead,” her gaze narrows. “How perfect.”
I see Marco’s shoulders tense, with only being able to see his back, I watch his muscles shift with each breath before finally hearing him speak. “Even if all three of you fight, you’re still all no match for me,” I doubt Marco is trying to bode them into combat, he’s instead trying to ward them off, making them second guess trying to fight him. If Marco has to fight, he’ll be pulled away from me.
