~Voridian~
I felt at peace as I hugged her, relieved she was unharmed. “Are you alright?” I asked, but she didn’t respond. I pulled back from the embrace and examined her closely. “Please, tell me you’re not hurt,” I begged, gripping her shoulders, my eyes scanning her face for cuts, bruises, or any sign of injury.
Her body stiffened against me, and then she shoved me away, her hands slamming hard into my chest. “What the hell, Voridian? What do you think you’re doing?” she snapped, swiping the blood from my cheek with a trembling hand. “How the hell did you even get here? Don’t you have a fancy wedding to attend?” she demanded. “What about your mate? Why the hell are you swooping in like some damn savior?”
Her words hit like a punch to my gut, but I knew I deserved it. After all, I had
