DJ's POV
“You’re not calm,” Ivan grumbled, apparently seeing something in my eyes that I couldn’t. And no, he wasn’t all wrong either. I wasn’t about to burst into flames of fury, but my beast was still lurking right underneath the surface. Waiting for a chance to lash out and claw someone’s eyes out.
But I also sensed that whatever Ivan was going with the way his shadow was circling us and pushing just a little of his powers at us – it had a calming effect on me. It helped me to breathe easier and cooled the itching on my skin…
“Well, this is the best you’re going to get, so deal with it, highness!” I snapped, just wanting to get this over with at this point. “You claimed me? When? And what does that even mean?”
As if knowing that this was the best he was going to get, he took my hand
