"Did I somehow summon you up here with my thoughts or something?" Ivan said.. the moment he realized that it was Dallas.
His voice sounded was calm and unreadable, but the weight behind them was unmistakable.
Dallas stiffened immediately.
The reaction was instinctive, his body responding before his mind could fully catch up. He slid his hands into the pockets of his trousers, forcing his shoulders to relax, forcing himself to look unbothered and unaffected, as though Ivan's presence up here meant nothing at all.
"And what the hell do you mean by that?" he asked.
Even as the question left his mouth, he already knew. It was all because Axel and the rumours.
Ivan did not hesitate to answer.
"I just wanted to confirm that you still remember that Axel is my mate," he said, his tone firm and controlled, "but if you don't know, then I'm telling you right now that he is my mate. He has my mark, which only means that we belong to each other."
