Raven's POV
My legs felt like they were made of jelly as I walked toward them. Every eye in the clearing was glued to me, but I kept my head down, focusing on the grass until I reached them.
"Look at me," the man said.
I slowly lifted my chin. He had this aura around him that made it almost impossible to hold eye contact for long. It felt like he was looking through my skin and straight into my thoughts. I couldn't handle it, so I compromised and focused on his nose instead. It was slightly crooked, like it had been broken a long time ago and never set right.
"What is your name?" he asked. His voice was low, but it commanded attention.
"Raven," I whispered.
"Look into my eyes, Raven," he said. I forced myself to meet his gaze. He stared at me for a long time, his expression unreadabl
