Ember’s POV
My voice sounded like a broken whisper. A whisper I wasn’t sure he even heard until he pulled off his helmet.
I stood, stunned, mesmerized, watching his hair fall over his face from the tug and the quick moment with which he swept it back, revealing his sharp icy blue eyes.
His jaw was set into a hard line and he seemed furious, I couldn’t tell if his fury was directed at me or someone else.
While I was still gawking, he hissed at me, “Why the hell are you still standing there? Get on!”
Mira grabbed my hand, panting breathlessly, “Em, should we…”
“Are you even listening to me?” Killian cut in with a scowl I found as surprising as his appearance here, “Get the f**k on.”
Mira, still panicking, was lost to his cue, “Killian, I thought you weren’t out here…”
Killian glance
