Darien´s pov
Oh goddess, that was boring. I don´t know how other people manage to keep themselves awake, but somehow I did, mostly because Jason said kicking me under the table, giving me stinky eyes. This has been on forever and just kept going on.
I somehow managed to keep my sh*t together, even if I was losing it, not being able to find out what happened yesterday, but I couldn´t be more done with these stuffy boardroom meetings. I was not calm, and my aura whirled around me, but I couldn’t help it, I was grasping not to drown. In the turmoil inside my head. But to no use. I was so confused. Why would she do that to me? To us? Why was she so terrified? – was it just because she feared my reaction? And HOW was she able to do it, as I was her intended mate. She shouldn´t be able to k
