Ava's POV
I stood before Dylan, my heart beating with uneasiness. I tried to look unfazed by his wandering gaze. I looked back straight at him, his piercing soft eyes seem to be roaming all over my dull ones.
"Ava, what's going on?" he asked, his voice appearing more calm as he folded his arms. "Why are you suddenly so eager to spend time with me?"
I swallowed hard, trying to think of a convincing answer. I couldn't tell him the truth — that I was trying to distract him from Kirk's presence. So I did what I always did when I was nervous — I bluffed.
"We're mates, Dylan," I said, trying to sound confident. "We should be spending time together."
Dylan's eyes narrowed, and I could sense his skepticism. He looked away from me briefly, a chuckle escape from his lips then his eyes landed ba
