SKYLA.
However, I also don’t want him to get angry.
“I… Did you tell Aleric about us?” I ask, I’m the fiery one usually… but right now I know I need to be the calm one because I’m not sure I want to see Royce lose it… often the most patient can be the deadliest when pissed off.
His aura rises as his eyes slowly meet mine, gone is the gentle Royce, he’s controlling himself but even I can see the burning rage within him.
“Why do you ask? Tell me, Love, did he say something to you?” His voice is low, deeper than usual, almost a growl and there’s a deadly aura around him.
A crack of thunder outside makes my head snap to the windows that stretch from the floor to the ceiling as a downpour of rain darkens the sky outside.
“You didn’t answer me.” I say softly, placing my hands on his chest.
