You fucking answer me when I fucking talk to you," he growled, his voice dropping into a dangerous, dark register.
Lexie was far too overwhelmed to keep her eyes open. The world around her was spinning out of control, forcing her lids shut as hot tears spilled uncontrollably down her pale cheeks. A ragged, helpless sob broke through her chest at his harsh words.
Ciel reached out from Jaffar's back, extending a small hand to help pull her up, but Lexie was completely lost in her own misery, weeping silently in the snow.
Isiah cursed loudly under his breath. Leaning over Jaffar's flank, he reached down, wrapping a powerful arm securely around her waist, and hoisted her frail body onto the winged horse in front of him.
"Hold on tight," he instructed, his voice harsh and unyielding. "You have wasted enough of my fucking time."
