Dravina POV
Sleep refused to come. I spent the entire night tangled in my sheets, thoughts of Malrik’s kiss looping endlessly through my mind. It haunted me not just the softness of it, but the uncertainty behind it.
Was it meant to comfort me? A calculated move to loosen my guard? Or was it a test to see how I’d respond?
Despite how gentle it had felt, I couldn't let go of my unease.
Cassian’s kisses had never held affection. They had been tools sharp, dominating, always designed to break me down and remind me who was in control.
And now, even a simple touch from another man left me questioning its intent.
Yet Malrik wasn’t like Cassian. That truth unsettled me more than it should have.
He knew I was hiding something I could see it in the way he looked at me but he hadn't punished
