Lyall
Aria was nervous. I could tell from the shaky hands and slightly dilated pupils. It was more than nervousness and more like fear. But what was she frightened of? I couldn't tell. Even as she tried her hardest to cover it up, I could easily tell how heightened her emotions were from the mate bond.
I rubbed circles on her back, hoping it would calm her down. It was a technique my mother often used on me as I got riled up so easily as a child. Thankfully, her hands stopped trembling and she seemed to calm down a bit.
“Can we talk somewhere private?” She said, focusing those beautiful grey eyes on mine.
“Of course,” I replied, leading her toward her chamber with my hand still protectively placed on her back.
“So, what did you want to talk about?” I asked gently, once we were seated
