EVE’S POV
Truthfully, I wasn’t okay, I knew Malik could smell it too
A knock landed on the door and before I could speak Malik was on his feet already, his posture shifting slightly into defense.
Dorian pushed the door open, he took a single look at the condition of the room, the broken dresser, the claw marks on the wall, and broke wood on the floor and his expression hardened.
“What happened here?” he asked me quietly.
Malik looked away and I slowly rose to my feet.
Dorian stepped further inside, his gaze sweeping across every edge like it was unwrapping a present. Then he looked at me, his eyes narrowing. “Eve,” he said softly. “Tell me everything.”
I almost asked him what capacity he was questioning me in? I wanted to walk away, I wanted to be so rude but I held myself toge
