Ariel POV
I took a deep breath and the intoxicating scent of Maximus, citrus and sandalwood, invaded my senses. I have no idea where he took me, or why, but the only thing I can get out of this situation was that I was framed by everybody and sent to that f*****g dance to break the spell on Maximus. What they failed to say was that they did indeed, suspected we were fated.
I am pretty positive that at least Santiago or Salvatore knew something about it, and they made a f*****g fool out of me. I can feel the bond, somehow having my angel powers concealed has prevented the bond from becoming an alma connection, and I am fine with it. If the half bond formed is completely overwhelming, I don't want to know how strong the full bond would be.
I made my way down the hallway and into an ope
