Auren POV
A tight, unfamiliar knot coiled in my chest as I stood before the door to my bedroom. I’d never been this uneasy about seeing anyone before, but the way Lorien had fled my office earlier left a lingering weight I couldn’t shake.
I didn’t even know what the hell I was supposed to say to her or how to fix what had happened. She’d stormed out clutching the ruined pie like a lifeline, leaving behind smears of chocolate on my desk, the fork and plate still sitting there like evidence. Her face had been flushed scarlet, her pulse pounding loud enough for even a human to hear.
I’d been surprised enough that she’d gone out of her way to bring me dessert. More surprising was the way she’d bolted like her life depended on it the second Lysandra appeared.
There’d been more than enough p
