Ashira's POV
"Stolen?" Aiden's voice is deep and full. I can sense confusion in it and Im not sure but I heard a slight anger. His eyes are darted at mine that made me feel intimidated, somehow.
I gulped and swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. I can't understand how he affects me. It's pleasurable but also frightening. In a good way though.
I hesitantly nodded my head, suddenly out of words.
"What do you mean?" he asked again with the same tone. I can't read what he's thinking but I'm sure he's not happy with the flow of our conversation.
His gaze made me drown in fear, not to him, but to the way I felt from it. He's displeased with the information and I can feel it. It's like he's being angered by the thought but he's also suppressing himself. I don't understand but I tried
