RAVENNA
“We need to talk.”
The words slipped out of me before I’d even decided if I wanted to say them. They just hung there between us, drifting into cool air.
Kael looked up from where he was sitting in the armory, with an almost empty glass of whiskey in his hand. His brow furrowed slightly. “About?”
I opened my mouth… and suddenly, the conversation I thought we’d had, sharp words, my warning to him about Riven, flashed before my eyes. His face tense and mischievous, his voice biting back at me and my own heart pounding with a possessiveness I hadn’t wanted to admit.
Only… it hadn’t happened.
It was so vivid I could almost feel the heat of it again, but no, there was no memory of us standing toe to toe in this exact spot, I wasn’t pinned to the wall, and there was no lingering bit
