Charis
Marcus led us to a small, canopied stand that had been set up as a VIP area overlooking the party.
I tried to hide my surprise when I saw Darian in the canopy, talking animatedly to a girl whose face I didn't recognise. As always, my blood ran cold at the sight of him; he was, after all, the man my father had planned to trade me to.
Thankfully, Darian was far too busy talking to the girl and didn't notice me.
My eyes roamed the canopy again, landing on Kael, who sat quietly at the edge of the stand, far from everyone. He was nursing a bottle of water in his hand and avoiding eye contact with everyone.
Our gazes met for a brief second, and he looked away immediately. The act alone seared my heart with fresh pain. I couldn't believe we've gotten to the point where I irritated Kael so much that he couldn't stand looking at me.
If this was his reaction after what happened at Rhett's pack house, what would it be when he discovers my real identity?"
