Raven's POV
"We had a past," Darian blurted out.
He looked incredibly uncomfortable, shifting in his seat like the cushions had suddenly turned into hot coals. Valen wasn’t helping at all; he was leaning back with a smug expression, letting out random chuckles at Darian’s obvious misery.
I gave Darian a long, flat look. Okay? I thought. I wasn't naive. I knew a man like Darian hadn't been waiting around for me to appear especially given how old he is. He was a King, and a handsome one at that. It wasn't the fact that he had been with other people that bothered me, it was that it was Celeste. The thought of her hands on him, or him looking at her the way he looked at me, made my stomach turn.
But what was done was done.
"I’ll be back," I told them. I needed to clear the air, and I need
