I watched in confusion. The fear in his beautiful dark eyes was as vivid as ever as he caressed my cheeks. My heart thumped against my chest, the mate bond flaring through my veins. I moved to relax into his hold, wanting to reach through the wall he had set against me in our bond.
“It’s Aria’s fault, please don’t be angry at her Draven,” Deliah’s voice cut through the air.
I flinched in Draven’s hold, as my eyes moved to hers.
Deliah stepped closer to him, wrapping her fingers around his arms as she spoke in her soft voice. “Aria pushed her because she wanted to sit in front with you. I know her actions were wrong—I promise I’ll caution her. She’s becoming too loose lately.”
Draven’s eyes never moved away from mine, almost as if he was transfixed and couldn’t hear her words. But still
