Chapter 16

• “Wh…what are you doing?” Kyra half whispered and half yelled as she began to struggle in Anton’s arms almost immediately.
• “Hey, relax. You were having a panic attack, and I was trying to stop it.” Anton whispered, still holding her tightly against him and refusing to release her for fear that she would fall to the floor of the carriage and injure herself.
• “By carrying me in your arms?” Kyra looked at him like he had grown a horn in his head. His logic made no sense to her. “You believe that carrying me in your arms while I’m having a panic attack would stop it?” She was stupefied.