NARINE’S POV
I watched, completely frozen in place, as Hasmik dragged Lupercus out of the study. The door clicked shut with a soft finality, and just like that, it was quiet.
Just me and Sargis.
And that silence suddenly felt loud.
A wave of self-awareness crashed over me, hot and unexpected. Maybe it was leftover shock from Onika’s dramatic display, losing her voice mid-scream like a villainess in a stage play. Or maybe it was the aggressively affectionate spectacle Hasmik and Lupercus had just treated us to.
Seriously? Booboobear?
A man who looked like he could tear through an army barehanded and eat their bones for breakfast was being called booboobear?
And the worst part? He responded to it. Not just responded, he smiled like a boy catching sight of his crush in the school hallw
