Dane
Tristan.
I stared at him in rage. What was he doing here? I hadn’t seen him in a long time. The last time we spoke was two months ago. He had set out on a solo journey and I hadn’t communicated with him ever since. And now he was here, standing at the doorway of the room I kept Lusia.
Lusia stirred on the bed behind me with a sigh. The memory of me jacking at Lusia’s feet crowded my mind. Had they watched that? I didn’t think so. But I didn't hear the door when it opened. There was a possibility they saw that. I was angered by that. How dare they come in here? Who gave them the permission to watch me? I was furious. My eyes went to Kiara. Of course, she was the one that brought him.
I cleared my mind, clenched my jaws, and kept a straight face.
“Tristan. What the hell are you
