LAUREL
He finally let the cat out of the bag. And the crowd’s response to it was loads of gasps, murmurs and subtle whispers. Daemon’s eyes now weren’t fixated on her, instead they had gone to me, sending rapid fire signals to my brain.
“Yo..you’re married?” Tracy asked, still unable to take a hint, man was she so blind to see that he would rather shave his brows right now than indulge her?
Daemon turned back to her, his eyes devoid of emotion. It was an expression that still scared me till now. “Isn’t that what the ring suggests?” His question laid rhetorical as the gasps had begun to increase with people cursing her under their breaths.
“Isn’t she enough with Magnus?” Someone said subtly that I couldn’t tell where it came from.
Another was giggling with a friend she held arm in arm
