"Turn around, Izabelle," Sebastian ordered in a low voice. "And don't turn back until I tell you it's okay." Sebastian's voice was serious and deep, leaving no room for argument.
Elle swallowed hard, but she obeyed immediately. She knew what was coming. He was going to fight, and he didn't want her to watch him.
But it was much better than him ordering Lucas to take her away and leave him to fight alone. As much as she wanted to tell him that she could help him in some way, she didn't. She bit her lip, nodded, and remained silent. She would force herself to obey him immediately, despite the discomfort, fear, and worry that welled up inside her.
