“Wow; it doesn't take much for you, does it?” I taunted him. “A nice pair of wings and some horns and suddenly you want to rule together.”
“It's more than your wings.” He smiled lasciviously and glanced down at Trevor's erection. “I haven't wanted a woman this badly in... ever.”
“You'll never touch me again,” I vowed. “Not even with the hands of my husband.”
Someone started pounding on the door as we faced off.
Katila grinned and stalked forward. “Are you sure? You seemed to be enjoying yourself; even when I made you do things you didn't want to do.”
My blood went cold as my eyes narrowed. I wouldn't fall apart right now. No; I was going to hold it together until I got this bastard out of Trevor. Then I could worry about the haze of pain lurking around the edges of my mind. Then I could scream.
“You're nothing but a common rapist and a thief,” I said. “And I'm going to kill you for what you did to me and my husband.”
“Your husband will be dead soon,” he snarled. “All of them will, and then you'll be mine. I will have you, Vervain. You can rule beside me or bow down me, but either way, you will be mine.”
The door burst inward and my husbands rushed in with Re and Toby. A horde of Intare crowded the hall behind them.
“What the fuck is going on in here?” Odin snapped as he looked back and forth between Katila and me.
Katila glanced over at the men and then focused on Azrael. He smiled viciously at my angel.
Kirill narrowed his eyes at Trevor's body, took in his stance, looked up into his eyes, and started to growl. “That's not Trevor.”
“It's Katila,” I said. “He's inside Trevor.”
“Not for long,” Azrael snarled.
Azrael's eyes burst into burning stars and the angelic script on his cheek began to glow as a gleaming scythe appeared in his hand. The script on the scythe's blade came to life in a wave of light and glowed like words on his cheek. Death was here, and he'd found a soul to harvest.
“I will take everyone you love,” Katila vowed to Azrael and then glanced at me. “In one way or another. And then I will kill you, Death.”
Trevor's body slumped to its knees just as Azrael lifted his scythe over him. Az jerked to a stop as I rushed forward.
“Trevor?” I pulled Trevor's limp body into my lap. “Honey-Eyes, are you all right?”
Golden-brown eyes blinked up at me and instantly filled with tears. “Minn Elska,” Trevor whispered as he touched my face gently. “I'm so sorry. I wasn't strong enough to push him out. I tried, but then he threatened to kill you; to use my claws to tear your head from your body. I didn't know what else to do.”
“It's okay.” I clutched him to me tightly as my body began to shake. No; not yet. I had to hold it together for Trevor. “He did it to us both.”
“Did vhat?” Kirill growled.
I looked up at Kirill, and he saw it in my eyes.
“He violated you?!” Kirill roared. “Vith Trevor's body?”
“It wasn't just sex; he played with her,” Trevor said brokenly. “Made her... do things she didn't want to; all because she thought I wanted it.” Trevor swallowed roughly. “He made me complicit in my wife's rape.”
Trevor's tears were soaking the fur around his face; a cool wetness against my scaled neck. We were holding each other tightly; my dragon wings wrapped around us. Two monsters clinging together in shared agony.
“You're not complicit,” I whispered as I rocked with him. “You were a victim too.”
“Minn Elska,” Trevor sobbed as he pulled me onto his lap. “My love”—his dangerous hands stroked my face gently—“my wife, I failed you. I hurt you. I wasn't strong enough to protect you. How can you ever forgive me? I can't forgive myself.”
“Stop,” I hushed him. “There's nothing to forgive, Honey-Eyes. It's his sin; not yours. And I'd rather make love to your body with someone else in it—thinking I'm making love to you—than be taken forcefully by a stranger. Believe me; there's a difference. At least you were with me.”
Trevor started sobbing again.
The Intare were already snarling and roaring; a second away from shifting. When I glanced up, I saw my husbands, Re, and Toby staring back at me with varying degrees of horror.
“He's a dead man,” Re whispered; his whole body trembling and heat rolling off him in waves.
“He just doesn't know it yet,” Azrael agreed; his skull flashing through his skin.
“I vill tear him to pieces,” Kirill promised us as he laid a hand on Trevor's shoulder.
Trevor flinched away, and Kirill gaped at him with shocked hurt. I just shook my head at Kirill; Trevor needed time. I'd been here before; I knew the waves of torment that would follow Katila's evil act. But this was the first time Trevor had ever been so violated. For an alpha wolf—a prince of his people—it would be ten times as humiliating as it was for me, on top of being traumatic. But then, that's what rape is about; making the victim feel demeaned and powerless. I wasn't going to let Katila do that to either of us.
“Give us a few minutes,” I said to the others. “We'll come out when we're ready.”
But before they could go, Trevor let out a horrendous howl and launched himself at the bed. He flipped the entire thing over and then began rending it to pieces. I drew back in shock, and Odin tried to get me to leave the room, but I refused. I had to stay with Trevor; I needed to be there when he came down from the fury.
“He won't hurt me,”
