Nuru's POV
I was seething, my emotions roiling under my skin.Damien better not follow me, I thought, my footsteps echoing with determination as I strode toward my room.
My heart hammered in my chest, a mix of frustration and confusion churning within me. Why did he do that? I wondered, my mind replaying the scene over and over.
I was angry at him and just needed to calm down. Unlike me who was stinking up the corridors with my scent, there was nothing from him. Was he just angry at my father or had he reacted out of fear? I had no idea.
As I reached the doorway of my chamber, I heard Damien's steps behind me, firm and purposeful. It was clear that the confrontation wasn't over.
I tried to speed up but before I could close the door, Damien stepped inside, his gaze locked onto mine.
