When he opened his mouth to speak, he was deceptively soft spoken. Had any who knew of the Lord and his temper been present, they would have shivered at the savagery that echoed along his timber.
"I shall say this only once, brother. What interest's This One takes in the miko is no concern of yours."
He stood swiftly, releasing the hanyou to allow his lungs to suck in greedy gasps of air.
Sesshomaru nearly sneered as he turned to depart. He had no reason to linger.
"If you hurt her -"
A growl built deep in chest at the implications of his words.