It was incredibly still in the room, the only sound that of Jared slowly turning the lock on the door into place. It echoed through the space with finality. We were alone. He turned to look at me, his shoulders tightening and then relaxing as he took a breath.
“Do you know what I am?" he asked, taking a step toward me.
My heart was beating a million miles a minute as he closed the distance between us, his gaze locked on my face.
I couldn't answer. I couldn't form the words. Did I know who he was? A bounty hunter… murderer… closeted master of antiquities… Aeris has called him something else, though.
A lost prince.
“Why did he call you a lost prince?" I breathed as he continued to close the distance between us.
He stopped short of me, looking down at me and the way the moonlight
