Chapter 19
Rayna
By the time we reached my apartment building, my hands had stopped shaking—but only because Miron kept quietly checking the mirrors like he expected another car full of dragon hitmen to pull up next to us.
I’d never seen him like that before. Edges frayed. Quiet in a different way. Not calm—controlled. Holding himself together because he had to, not because he wanted to.
He insisted on walking me all the way up, even though I told him five times I was fine. He didn’t answer any of those times. Just pressed the elevator button and stared at the doors like they might bite him.
The moment we stepped into my place and I locked the door behind us, the adrenaline that had been holding me up… wasn’t enough anymore.
I turned to him. He was standing in the middle of my small
