ILYANA’S POV
The air in the room thickened at his presence. The sight of him like that soured my wolf, and the fact that everything could or might be my fault scared me. I clenched my jaw hard, my fist balled up under the covers.
I managed to bring myself up, kneeling on the bed and breaking the silence as I bowed. “Your highness.”
He looked alarmed immediately. “Are you well enough to do that? Please sit.”
I didn’t bother sitting. I needed this. I had to make sure he wasn’t angry or mad at me. “I’m so sorry if I caused anything. Please forgive me.”
“Ilyana—”
“I wasn’t thinking. I saw the bird and opened the window. It looked scared. I had no idea something else would have entered,” I rambled on.
“I don’t even know how he came in. He was just there and he was on me. I’m sorry—”
“Il
