Cara POV
‘Someone attacked me?’ I couldn't fathom what had happened. One minute I was talking to Draven, and the next, my life flashed before my eyes.
“Cara?” His voice softened — closer than it should’ve been.
His hand brushed my arm, warm and steady, sending a flicker of heat racing under my skin.
“You’re stiff,” he murmured, pressing a glass of water into my hand. His fingers lingered, just enough to make me forget how to breathe.
What was that? When did I get so sensitive to touch? This was Draven — the man I was supposed to despise, not react to.
I straightened, shoving down the strange flutter in my chest. “Don’t you have better security?” I shot back, my voice colder than I felt.
“You’re a billionaire,Alpha Draven. With all that power, you’d think you could afford guards wh
