Aaron stared at him, breath caught in his throat in total incomprehension.
Dracon. Era’s brother.
The name slammed into him just as hard as the guy's hand shoving him back. Dracon’s eyes, cold and thunderous, didn’t blink as he unsheathed a dark blade from the scabbard strapped across his back and pressed it firmly against Aaron’s throat.
The metal was cold. Too real.
"I've been waiting to meet you , even though I wished you to die during the Severance " Dracon said, his voice dropping with cold hunger. "The coward who dragged my sister into this mess. Seems like you like being rescued by women."
Aaron opened his mouth, but the blade pushed tighter against his skin. He couldn’t breathe properly, his chest constricted under the pressure of Dracon’s forearm and the panic clawing up his
