Arnav turned his face away, the movement abrupt, an act so deliberate it only drew more attention. An obvious effort to hide himself. But it was already too late. Raellyn’s heart pounded wildly in her chest, her throat tightening with unease. Her expression must have twisted into something unrecognizable by now, all strained and confused barely concealing the storm she felt upon seeing his face, the face of a man consumed by fury. Across from her, Arnav looked as though he had been swallowed whole by a storm of anger. That hardened jaw, those cold, shuttered eyes. This wasn’t the calm, slightly distant man she’d grown used to. No, this was something darker.
Cold. Hardened. Shut.
She had seen this expression once before, back when they had first spoken about Arsene. But this… this was wor
