There was no disguising the fact Durlach wasn’t too happy with Taylor right now. She also didn’t like the fact his eyes had taken on a peculiar muted glow. If she hadn’t been worried about what Durlach was going to do to Taylor she would more than likely be freaking about Durlach’s eye change. “Durlach, stop,” she said as she had to almost run to keep up with him. “I don’t think you’re in the right frame of mind to confront Taylor about this.” “I have to disagree with you on that. He had to have known this is how I would react when I found out. He had no right.” Meadow’s gut clenched at the animalistic growl that laced every word Durlach spoke. This was so not good. She didn’t need the two men to get into a fist fight, and that’s exactly what she thought was going to happen. Durlach walked into the stable and bellowed Taylor’s name. Taylor came out of the tack room and came to a standstill once he saw Durlach. “By your glowing eyes, I see you finally told Meadow what you are,”
