Ravena's POV
Evander didn’t let go. If anything, he suddenly grabbed my wrist, grounding me. “You were crying,” he said in a low voice. “Why?”
“I wasn’t…”
“Don’t lie to me.”
I tried to pull away, but he held on tight. “Let me go, Evander.”
“Not until you talk to me.”
“You said I didn’t have to.”
“I changed my mind,” he said. “Now I want to know.”
He was impossible. Arrogant. Stubborn. And still… I couldn’t bring myself to push him away. Especially not when his eyes looked like that. Not when his touch made something bloom inside me I didn’t understand.
“We haven’t known each other that long,” I spat. “Why do you care?”
“Well, I don’t waste time on people I don’t care about,” he answered.
That left me speechless and somehow, it scared me more than it should have.
When he pulled
