Brooke
After spending my first night with Iniko, I was feeling better than I thought I would. He was a perfect gentleman, and while his body responded to our closeness which was weird at first, sleeping with him wrapped around me felt much more comfortable than I expected. I don’t remember ever sleeping more soundly than I did last night.
So I was feeling pretty good as we walked to cafeteria, until he called Eliane’s name. The moment he did, it felt like my world was collapsing around me. I was terrified that the rider bond that he shared with Eliane would remain intanct and the excitement in Iniko’s voice just reinforced it.
Iniko isn’t mine. He still belongs to Eliane.
Before I could truly process what was happening, Ancalagon flew at him, pushing the angry heat of his aura out arou
