☉NARIEL
My gaze flitted toward Vaelin at Arucard’s words, finding him more composed than he had appeared moments ago, yet with a lingering tension in his jaw, almost imperceptible. Eldrion, however, had come to a sudden stop as he beheld him, as if he recognized—or feared—my mate.
“I must say, your choice of outfit was indeed fitting," Nyxie chirped with a half-smile, brushing aside the concrete tension. I took it as a cue to depart from the men with her.
Arucard wore a grin, nonchalant and relaxed despite recent events.
“He’ll be like that for a while,” Nyxie murmured, pouring me a drink, which I hesitated to sip.
“He values your opinion greatly to have hurried here," Nyxie continued, leaning in. “When a couple accepts the mating bond, it’s always … overwhelming, they say, particul
