Before Sienna could go further with her rash plans, she was pulled to the side by Easton.
"What is it?" she let out in annoyance.
Easton's eyes flicked to her, his jaw tightening imperceptibly. "What the hell have you been up to? Don't think that I won't notice everything you have been doing to harm Iyana."
"Harm Iyana?" she chuckled humorlessly. "That's not even my intention. I want to get Vyan to reveal his magical powers to save her."
"And you think she is that helpless? How stupid are you?"
"Even if she is not helpless," she hissed, "you shouldn't be so concerned with another woman's life, least of all when I am your wife."
Easton turned slowly, his expression impassive at first, but his gaze sharpened, turning cold as steel as her words settled over him. He let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head. "Wife?" He practically spat the word, his tone dripping with disdain. "Don't you dare act like my actual wife, you lowly witch. I only married you to get back my position."
