Naira POV
I hated how much influence he had over me.
Every time he got close to me, looked at me, or spoke in that deep voice of his, I felt as though my reactions no longer belonged to me.
As if the bond between us was trying to take control of my actions against my will.
Maybe fear was part of the problem.
And maybe the mate bond was the other part.
I walked behind him quietly, leaving a small distance between us as though it could give me a false sense of safety.
Suddenly, he spoke without looking back at me. "And stop calling me Alpha Nightshadow. Just call me Draven."
After what had happened earlier, I had no intention of arguing about anything.
"Okay... Draven," I replied quietly. The word felt strange on my tongue.
We descended to the lower floor, and I had to quicken my p
