Nyx's POV
He opened the door and gestured for me to follow.
I stood on shaking legs. "Wait. Thank you. For letting me see them."
He paused with his hand on the door and when he looked back his eyes were ice. "Don't thank me. You earned that visit with your little performance. Just don't expect it to work twice."
"You think I faked the nightmare?" My voice came out raw. "You think I wanted to wake up screaming and confused and not knowing what was real?"
"I think you're smart enough to use whatever tools you have." His expression didn't change. "Including the mate bond, including fear, including tears." He stepped closer. "But here's what you need to understand. I don't care if your terror was real or fake. I don't care if the nightmare actually scared you. What I care about is results
