DANIELLE'S POV
I'm literally fuming right now. My blood feels like it’s boiling under my skin as I pace the length of my living room, heels striking sharply against the crystal floor.
Skye, my best friend, is sitting on the couch with a glass of wine in hand, watching me with wide eyes, but her calm expression just makes me angrier.
“Danielle,” she says gently, “you need to calm down before you burn a hole through the floor.”
“Calm down?!” I whirl on her, my hands clenched into fists. “How the hell am I supposed to calm down when Megan’s been back in Arkon this entire time, and no one thought to tell me? Not even Xarion!”
My voice echoes sharply off the walls, shaking slightly. I dig my nails into my palms to keep me from screaming.
Skye raises a brow but doesn’t speak, sipping her
