628 Banished

RETH

With a guttural snarl, Reth was off the sleeping platform and landing on the stone floor of the cave in front of Behryn in a single leap.

"Reth!" Aymora growled, exasperated.

Behryn immediately submitted, dropping his chin and taking a knee as Reth stood over him, chest and shoulders heaving, his roar of dominance echoing through the bedchamber.

"Get. OUT!"

"Yes," Behryn breathed, then turned, his eyes still down and darted out of the room.

"You too, Reth!"

"I—what?!" he snarled, whirling—to find Aymora storming the few steps towards him, her eyes flashing and hair flying, like some avenging angel.

"Out! Out!"

"I will not leave my mate!" he growled.

"You will, and you must. Get out there, burn off some steam and don't come back here until you can be a calm and soothing influence."

"But—"