The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven)

Chapter 5

Dane glared down at his shaky fiancée gripping his legs, trying hard not to lose it and kill someone.

His eyes zeroed in on Raven, icy and hard.

"You're testing me, woman," he snarled, his voice dropping low and rough.

Madeline caught what he said, and a nasty little smirk flashed in her eyes as she peeked at Raven.

She was dead sure this girl was toast-done for good.

But Brynjar and the two guys next to him? Their faces scrunched up weird, like they were choking back laughs.

To them, this guy-the big-shot CEO of Bastion's biggest group-was a total joke.

He was such a clueless moron.

Raven wouldn't even spare him a glance before.

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Actuanlly, they reckoned Raven could snap her fingers and make his whole company disappear before breakfast if she felt like it.

Pushing Dane's limits? Yeah, right. He'd be lucky if she stomped all over his precious "line" and left it in the dust.

Raven swapped out the first blood tube she'd just filled, hooking up a new bag and throwing the empty one aside. Then she finally glanced up at Dane.

"Testing?" she said, all soft and slow, a smirk creeping onto her face.

"Here's the thing-I get a kick out of testing how low people can go," she added, cool as ever.

With that, she gave Brynjar a chill little nod.

Brynjar didn't miss a beat. He stepped up and tapped Dane's knee with his boot.

"Thud!" It sounded like a muffled drum hitting the floor.

Dane's legs gave out, and he crashed down, kneeling right there in front of Raven.

His knees screamed, but the real pain was the humiliation slamming into him like a freight train.

His sharp eyes locked onto Raven, like he could rip her apart just by staring.

woman miserable, he'd be ashamed of himself for the rest

Madeline-who'd been hanging onto Dane's legs-was

wrap her

owned everything, on

No chance.

Dane didn't kneel for

was throwing. She just grabbed a

his feet.

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death stuff. Drain him and

she was ordering

got it, boss!"

up the bag from the ground and popped the needle cap

of the guys behind Dane slammed a solid kick into

grunt as his face

he was down, the two pinned his arms, holding him tight like

needle into Dane's vein like

steady red stream filling the

are you doing?

out of her shock,

at her, casual as swatting a

a rag doll, tumbling a good ten feet across the floor before sliding to a

ground, heard the

his head,

to

the cut on her forehead,

arms? Locked down tight-those two weren't

and bleeding in the most embarrassing way possible. She shook her head, barely

believe

knew-the guy who ran the show and owned everyone-

This was a nightmare.

nightmare without a

crumbling from what she

Dane

was

pulled the