Chapter 25 A Protector
- Dariel's [POV]
- I clutch the replacement remote in my hand, my eyes locked on the screen. The last image on the monitor is of Kade marching the man in a leather jacket with the greasy smirk out of the club.
- Then I sink back in my seat, my furious intent to pound down the stairs and throw myself at the guy poised to grab Lily no longer necessary.