Poisoned Kiss

KIERA'S POV

The kiss stunned me, and not in the good way. The second Ronan’s lips touched mine, a chill ran through my entire body, not from excitement or longing, but from pure, unfiltered shock. It wasn’t a kiss meant for me. It wasn’t about me at all. I knew it instantly. This was a message. A weapon. A wedge he intended to drive between himself and Sienna—and I was the tool he’d chosen.

I push