KADE’S POV
There she was standing with Drew, talking about what I knew he wasn’t going to give her an answer to. Drew was being soft, too soft with Zaya and I hated it. Weak or not, she was the enemy’s daughter and should be treated as such. I didn’t know why he thought it a wise thing to do by constantly helping her. My hands were in my pocket but had been balled into a fist beside me.
“It’s only been two times Kade, stop being dramatic.” Drew’s voice snapped through the link even as I watched them.
He was standing close to her, in a way that didn’t sit well with me, but I was sure it was because he too was supposed to hate her like I did.
When I came down from my bath and headed for my office, her scent was the first I picked up before his. Why were they in my office together? I cou
