Nuru's POV
The journey back to the palace was less awkward, and no tension hung in the air like before. Adrian had offered me one of his shirts to help drown out the remaining traces of Damien's scent on me.
Adrian's parents were expecting a lot from my heat, and they didn't shy away from expressing their disappointment the minute we arrived.
Upon our arrival, we were greeted by Adrian's parents at the immediate entrance of the palace.
"Welcome, Nuru," his mother greeted me, her voice dripping with false warmth the minute she saw my bare neck. The same went for Adrian's father; both were unable to hide their feelings towards the obvious. The four of us, followed by the servants who carried our luggage, headed to the lounge room.
The tension in the room was evident, and it was clear t
