Yylfordt glared at Saix as he approached Apache, and he could hear what he was saying, and see the way her cheeks coloured, and she grinned as he spoke to her.

Then the total bastard had the audacity to look at him, to make eye contact with him before saying that.

He snarled and hauled forward, fist ready to go. He was going to rearrange that bastard's fucking face.