Rowan
Nessa looked up at me, her brow furrowing slightly.
"Why would I—"
"Just don't."
She studied my face for a moment, then sighed.
"Noted." She rolled her eyes. "How was I even supposed to know she was your mate? I just thought you had found someone to—"
"I am not like you," I immediately shut down whatever she was assuming. "And because you thought I might have found another 'partner' was now an opportune moment for you to budge in?" I frowned.
Nessa shrugged. "Why find a new person when I'm still here?"
I scoffed in annoyance and turned away from her.
"Telsid," I called through the mental link. "My chambers. Now."
The response was immediate. A ripple in the shadows near the corner of the room, and then Telsid was stepping through, his form solidifying from darkness into flesh.
His gaze swept the room, before finally landing on Nessa. His expression flattened with familiar disapproval, the corners of his mouth pulling down.
