Eva’s POV
I had followed Diana through the crowd, my shoes clicking desperately against the marble floor.
Up ahead, Kael’s broad figure stormed into the night, Diana trailing after him, small and uncertain in his shadow.
“Diana! Wait!” I called.
But my voice vanished into the darkness.
She didn’t hear me.
I hurried, dodging through the last of the guests, just as I reached the edge of the garden hedge.
Kael’s voice cut through the night like a blade.
It stopped me cold.
Now I stood at the edge of the garden path, frozen behind a rose bush, watching the scene unfold like a nightmare.
His words were vicious. Cruel. Sharpened to wound. He hurled them at her over and over like crashing waves.
“Don’t flatter yourself, girl. I don’t deal with desperate mortals. Try someone else.” He g
