Seraphine suddenly remembered something that hit her like a lightning bolt. She and Voren were both still wearing their wedding rings, plain as day.
Her heart banged against her ribs as she shot a frantic message through their mind link. 'Please hide your ring right now.'
Voren didn't even hesitate for a split second. 'No.' His response came sharp and rock-solid, full of that stubborn fire she knew so well. 'The second you slid this ring onto my finger, I swore to myself I'd never take it off. If you really want it gone, you're gonna have to march over here and pull it off yourself.'
Seraphine felt completely floored, her thoughts swirling in a wild mix of frustration and something warmer, deeper, that flooded her chest and made her feel all melty inside.
She let out a soft sigh, pushing the feeling aside for now, and turned her full attention back to Bryan instead.
His little arms were locked around her neck like he was terrified she'd vanish into thin air again any second.
