Ystrid’s scowl deepened. . . . “Explain yourself.”
Wycan gazed back at her, unflinching. The fire was still there, undiminished—but overlaid with something else. . . . Reaching out, he nudged her mind’s edge: Fear. Wycan watched her beat it down, watched her pride take over.
“Lock him up.”
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