Prelude To War

Standing between Diana and the enchanted Luke Cain was no other than Dylan Cain.

His grip around Diana’s wrist was gentle, but no matter how much Diana pull her wrist from him, it would not budge.

Through gritted teeth and sharp glare, Diana asked in a low voice. “What are you doing?”

“I am stopping you.” His gaze was gentle ye his tone was firm. With his free hand, he caressed Diana’s cheek.

“Are you protecting him?”

“I don’t want you to be blind with anger and regret things later on, Diana.” He called her by her name, a telltale sign that he was serious.

Closing her eyes for a split minute, Diana drew a deep breath. The moment she opened her eyes, the red hue that almost covered her sclera vanished. With a wave of her free hand, she expelled the freezing spell she cast on Luke Cain.

Seeing this, Dylan let go of Diana. He knew deep down that Diana needed to vent her anger, but for him, it was enough that she had dirtied her hands with blood from saving him from the clutches of the Ge