ARES’S POV
Ayla was mad. I surmised this when she grabbed my arm and dragged me out of her place of work at the end of her shift without saying so much as a word. As we walked down the road, she didn’t seem to notice that her arm was still on mine, but she walked quickly, her jaw set. When we’d gone a couple blocks, I finally halted her to a stop. “What’s wrong?”
She snatched her arm from mine and swung around on me. “You’re making life very difficult. You know Emily? She had so many questions about us because you couldn’t keep the story straight about what we were. And nothing I said seemed to make her believe me. So now I have one of the only friends I have left mistrusting me.”
I arched an eyebrow at her. “You could have told her the truth.”
Ayla let out a sharp laugh. “Then she’d j
