"Aurelia Frost!" His voice echoed through the cemetery. He stood a few feet away in a black suit, a single stick of incense in hand.
I froze, still within Dane's embrace. An embrace which tightened the moment he noticed Trevor standing a few feet away from us.
His muscles hardened against my skin, his breath shifting as his aura changed into something else… something intimidating. But it wasn't directed at me.
"Your Highness." Trevor's gaze shifted to Dane, his brows furrowed as he bowed slightly, but Dane ignored his greeting. His arms remained wrapped around me.
Slowly, I withdrew from his embrace, but I could still feel his protectiveness hovering over me.
Not that I'd ever blame him for it. After all, he had witnessed the atrocities Trevor had committed against me — from almost ki
