Ava's POV
"What do you want?" I asked.
Adam. His bedroom, from the look of it. He sat on the edge of his bed with that slow, infuriating smile.
"You have fire. Like my Sorena. That's good. It will make you interesting as my queen," he said.
"I already have a mate. I'm not looking for another," I told him.
"A mate who, by all accounts, does not want you," he said, crossing his arms.
"That's none of your business. Mated or not, Atlas is still mine, and I will never betray him the way Sorena betrayed you," I said.
I knew exactly what I was doing when I said it. His eyes went solid gold before pulling back to hazel.
"I know what you're doing. It won't work. I am not the monster you're imagining. I loved Sorena. I would have died for her," he said, and the honesty in it surprised me eno
