Page 83 of Valkyrie Unknown

In a blink, Finn was on the other side of the room. “Because of the prophecy you idiotic bear. And no one promisedIwouldn’t silence you.”

Davyn stopped. “The prophecy?”

Finn flew across the room toward his stalled opponent, like something out of a superhero movie.

“Finn.” I barked his name.

He scowled, but vanished and appeared by my side.

Davyn whirled in our direction, as I reached for my gun, and Azzie covered my hand. She gave me the faintest frown then stepped between us and Davyn.

“Which prophecy?” Davyn asked.

“The one that talks about my equal and opposite,” Azzie said. “The one that says one of us has to kill the other. Isn’t that why you attacked?”

Davyn clenched his jaw. “Sure.”

Holy shit. He hadn’t known— He was going to kill me because I fucked her. Should I be more amused or concerned? Especially since she didn’t seem to realize…

“Can we talk now, instead of punching?” Azzie asked.

Davyn’s scowl deepened. “Are you safe?”

“Yes.”

“You’re covered in draugar.”

She crossed her arms. “We killed them.”

“Wait. There were draugar?” Finn gave me a concerned look.

We might have talked about that if these immortals hadn’t decided to go at it the moment they met. “They showed up shortly before the two of you.”

“Fuck.” The energy seemed to drain from Finn.

Davyn crossed the distance between him and Azzie and lifted her chin as he looked her over. “You were gone.” His voice softened instantly.

But she implied there was nothing between them.

“I left you a message. On the whiteboard.” The fight was gone from her voice too.

“Our apartment was ransacked, and most of it has been destroyed. The whiteboard is dead,” Davyn said.

Envy spiked through my chest at the intimate moment. Not that I had a right to be jealous, but seeing how completely she’d tamed this beast…

Azzie took a step back, breaking the contact between them. “I’m okay.” She assured him again.

“Good.” Davyn glanced at her waist. “Both of your knives are one-hundred percent?”

She nodded.

“Great. Let’s go get the car and regroup,” he said.

Don’t let her leave.The compulsion pushed out before I could consider it.

“We can’t go,” Azzie said before I could speak. She glanced at me, and that connection was back. Whatever drew me to her was instantly vibrant and potent. “The four of us have some things to figure out first.”

“How about that. He’s the brawn, she’s the brains and beauty.” It was hard to tell if Finn was amused or annoyed. “Like a bad detective TV show.”

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