Khalida frowns as she does everything she knows to help him. “Who did this to you?” she murmurs. 

Asa taps her chin. “The voice sounded familiar...”

Sorcha had leapt to her feet and is now brandishing a dagger she’d concealed nearby. “What the hell was that?” she murmurs.

Layla follows him, muttering about gentlemanly manners.

Danarae smiles as the bird chirps to Ben. ‘She likes you.’