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“Evie?” Keir questioned. “Are you all right, lass?”

“Yes. We should go.”

“I don’t believe we’ve been introduced. I’m Donovan Sullivan. Evie’s soon-to-be father-in-law.” He held out his hand for Keir to shake.

Keir looked at it but didn’t offer his own in return. “Keir Wilson.”

“I know who you are, Mr. Wilson. Your reputation precedes you.”

“I’m afraid I can’t say the same,” Keir looked at his watch. “Evie?”

I picked up my suitcase, but Keir took it from me.

“You know, Mr. Wilson, you and your Circle of Kings aren’t as powerful as you think you are,” Donovan said. I saw the muscle in Keir’s jaw clench as his face hardened. “There are those out there that are much more dangerous and ruthless,” he continued. “Vicious monsters that will tear you limb from limb.”

“I’m afraid I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about,” Keir said calmly though his expression didn’t match the coolness of his voice. He turned to leave, keeping his back to both the men. “I’ll have Evie back by Saturday morning.”

I followed him out the door and into the waiting limousine without saying goodbye. We were halfway to the airport before Keir spoke. “Did you tell your brothers or your fiancé about our weekend in Scotland, specifically about the Circle of Kings?” His voice was like ice, cutting through me to my core.

“No,” I said. “Of course not.”

We didn’t speak again until we boarded the plane. Alan, John, and Mac were already seated. I took the warm cloth Simon offered, ignoring the look of surprise in his eyes as I wiped my hands. The seats opposite Alan and John were open, so we sat down in them, fastening our seatbelts.

“Glad you could join us,” Alan said, noting the time on his phone.

“We were delayed,” Keir said sharply.

The men must have picked up on his mood because neither said another word as the plane began taxiing down the runway. Within seconds we were in the air.

“You can go to the bedroom,” Keir told me when the plane leveled off.

“Keir, can we talk-” I started to explain.

“Not now. Go to the bedroom,” he said between gritted teeth. “We will be headed straight for the courthouse when we land. There will be no time to rest.”

“But-”

“Do as I say,” he yelled.

I felt everyone’s eyes on me, and my cheeks warm with heat. Slowly I stood up and made my way to the back of the plane. Simon stood in the aisle, looking at me. I shrugged my shoulders and shut the bedroom door.

Apparently, I had been dismissed.

ChapterTwenty-One

KEIR

Itook a deep breath.

Anger boiled up inside me, ready to be released on the first person to get in my way.

Seeing that pathetic, vile man with his hands on Evie had just about been my undoing. I’m surprised Dearil hadn’t made an appearance. He seems to have taken an uncanny liking to her.

“What’s got you in such a foul mood?” Alan asked. “You didn’t need to take it out on the lass.”

“I need every bit of fucking information you can find on the bastard Donovan Sullivan,” I snapped.

Simon set a double whiskey neat on the table in front of me. I picked it up and downed it. “I’ll take another.”

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