Learning who this man was or what he wanted was completely secondary to wanting him gone. The words ‘your kind’ might have given him pause if he’d stopped to think, but as he was now, he didn’t much care.
“You have broken into my home.” That he’d even gotten this far, this close, disturbed Triton. He was not being careful lately, had let himself grow accustomed to a placid existence. How dearly he would pay for the lapse remained to be seen.
It didn’t take him long to cross the room. He had his hands on the other man in no time, using his forward momentum to push him back against the wall as hard as he could. “I see no reason to be polite to you. I see only reason to throw you out.”