Ryker's grip on my waist tightened to the point of pain. I wrestled away from him, confused. What was he doing here? Where was Ariana? How did he know where to find me?
"What are you doing here!" I exclaimed just as Ryker screamed.
"Prince Zion!" Loud enough to wake the dead.
Zion let his gaze linger on Ryker, ignoring my question. Ryker held his own under the wilting glare for a second before breaking into a shiver.
"You must be Ryker," He said with ice in his tone, making my poor friend quiver. I think I did too.
"You've heard of me." Maybe Ryker chose to be ignorant or maybe he couldn't feel Zion’s death glare but he beamed.
"Fascinating," He drawled, his eyes falling on me. "Give us a minute, Ryker." He strode forward as Ryker slunk away after I gave him a single shake of the he
