~ELARA~
"So… are you coming with me now?" Aaron asked, his voice soft, the usual calm edge frayed with something raw.. Normally it would've sounded calming, but right now it was just irritating.
"Give me a break, please," I said slowly. My pulse already kicking up as I walked back to the chair. "First, I want every one of you to leave."
Aaron blinked. "What?"
"I need to think. So please… leave."
Hardin let out a quiet scoff. "Why do I have a feeling your 'thinking' means you're avoiding the whole situation?"
Aaron rounded on him instantly. "Watch your tone with her."
This was insane. Having two grown men fighting over me like a pair of bewitched idiots. It should've been ridiculous. Instead, one treacherous heat coiled low in my belly, my wolf stirring with a restless whine I refused to acknowledge.
Honestly, at this point I wouldn't even argue if someone told me they actually were bewitched.
