Chapter Sixity-Six: Spare Him!

Kiara's POV: Within a fraction of a second, I felt myself lifted from the ground, my body being drawn into a firm and secure embrace. Kayden, with his tall stature of 6'8" towering over me, held me protectively against his chest. His imposing figure was like a solid wall between Aiden and me, providing an impenetrable barrier. His gaze bore into mine, an intense blend of cobalt and gold, shimmering with a fierce protectiveness that made my breath hitch. His scent, a unique blend of aged whiskey and musk, hit me, a comforting and intoxicating aroma that immediately soothed my rattled nerves. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" His voice was a whisper against my hair, a quiet gust of air that sent shivers down my spine. His tone was laced with deep concern and a hint of a barely controlled rage. With my heart hammering against my chest, I nodded in response, incapable of finding my voice under his intense scrutiny. His gaze was like a balm, coating me with a layer of safety and reassurance that