-Helena-
Okay… I got them to sit down… Now what? I asked Amaya.
Now we get them to communicate, she instructed.
How?
Hmm… I’m not entirely sure.
I glanced between my mates, noticing the way they glared at each other, with tension crackling almost visibly between them. It was so tense… So incredibly tense.
I could hardly breathe as their eyes locked, their shoulders were drawn up, and their muscular forms seemed to swell as if preparing for a showdown. Goddess, how did I get myself into this? How could I resolve this between them? I had no idea how to fix it. They regarded each other as true adversaries. Was there even a possibility of a truce?
“What’s the purpose of this meeting?” Finally, Killian turned to me, his gaze accusing, as if I had betrayed him by bringing him here. Maybe
