Zade's gaze lingered on her face a beat too long before he added, "If you ever need… assistance, I'd be happy to lend my support."
Damian moved.
It wasn't dramatic. He didn't step in front of her or snap at Zade.
But he shifted just enough that his presence was unmistakable.
That silver gaze burned hot and sharp as he spoke, his tone surprisingly smooth. "That won't be necessary."
Zade finally turned to look at Damian. "Oh?"
Damian's face showed no emotion, but the atmosphere in the room shifted immediately. The air between them felt electric, filled with the energy of two powerful alphas standing toe-to-toe.
Evelina was suddenly very aware of just how big both men were.
Her mind drifted back to the vision she had while holding the dagger in Damian's chambers—Zade and Damian glaring at each other before they both attacked.
Zade's smirk hardly changed, but there was a thoughtful look in his eyes now. "I was merely being considerate, brother."
