Zephyr's eyebrows furrowed as Ryker stepped out of the elevator, a faint smile playing on his lips while his eyes remained glued to his phone.
It was only a second before Ryker lifted his gaze, his eyes locking onto Zephyr’s. He halted.
The weight of his stare sent a chill down Zephyr’s spine, but he didn’t move. Ryker’s gaze, cold and unyielding, trailed from Zephyr’s face to Lily’s fingers clutching his shirt.
“What is this,” Ryker’s voice echoed faintly, eyes drifting to Lily's face. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing,” Lily pulled her hands away. Her eyebrows locked in a frown and she fastened her gaze on Zephyr. “I was only warning him to stay away from me.”
A cold gripped Zephyr's spine, tightening, and causing his bones to quake. His eyebrows tilted slightly, eyes searching Lily’s
