Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Yvonne was storming her way to the Black Gate. Sure, things got messy along the way, but she always managed to bounce back.

And when she did, it was bound to be fireworks between her and Dan-oil meets flame, every single time.

Meanwhile, Xander-knowing Yvonne was out for Dan's blood-couldn't just sit back and do nothing. He was worried Dan might pull something shady and hurt Yvonne, so he dropped everything and raced to the Black Gate too.

No surprise there...

Dan's life was already a circus on a good day. Throw Xander into the middle of it, and chaos was guaranteed-no chance of keeping that lid on.

But as for the reason behind this whole mess?

The real troublemaker was currently sprawled out half-asleep on Hull's bed, completely oblivious to the chaos she'd set off. It'd been nearly three weeks since Susanna left, and for Hull, every single day had been like tossing more yeast into the dough of his feelings.

Twenty days without her, and his feelings had risen like a batch of fresh-baked bread.

When they finally reunited, it was like tossing a match into a pile of dry tinder. So it's no wonder...

After hours of, well, let's just say "reconnecting," Susanna was so worn out that even if Yvonne was off biting Dan's head off at the Black Gate, she wouldn't have noticed. She was out cold-completely unaware that half the people around her were losing their minds because of her.

sizzling oysters on the grill. Silas, phone pressed to his

gone

Hull: "What?"

all-Hull had just whisked Susanna off Yvonne's island and brought her over

set Yvonne off. He'd

was the one who took

it was definitely about Susanna. Silas gaped. "Wait, you took Susanna

Hull just snorted.

kept Susanna hidden away so tightly, Hull

you basically kidnapped Susanna?" Barnaby piped up, unable to keep his

and Silas shot

Quinn said-if you take something without telling the owner, it's stealing. Even if you're

up his hands, smacking Barnaby

3% eade

you hear

not

timè, it was Yvonne