Elijah
Raya bounces her foot nervously, and I let out a frustrated sigh.
"Will you stop that?" I beg, my nerves already frayed.
She stops momentarily, turning to face me. I peer at her from beneath my hand that rests above my forehead, keeping the light away from my eyes.
"I can't help it—I'm nervous," she huffs.
"You are not the one proposing an alliance," I say with a groan.
"Are you having second thoughts?" she asks me, her bright eyes glazing as her eyebrows furrow in worry.
I rise from my chair. Where are Aaron and Gabriela? I'd sent the beta to fetch him nearly an hour ago, just after Raya had arrived.
I stand straighter as the memory floods me—the moment she'd shown up at my door, her hair slightly disheveled and looking like she'd barely slept. The strange yet somewhat fami
