Nara
My knees buckle, and I stagger, but he grabs me. After taking deep breaths, I turn to face him, and my breath ceases. Kian. Even though his face is covered with a mask, I recognize him. Those eyes, those lips, his voice, his hair, everything.
"Happy birthday, Nara," he says in that deep, alluring voice of his.
I steady my erratic heartbeat and speak in what I think is a clear voice, though my words are probably trembling. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to find you," he says confidently. I scoff, no words escaping me for a moment. I can't believe he is here, in a room full of rogues, his enemies.
"You know they'll all attack if I scream who you are, right?" I finally regain my bravado, the shock is starting to leave my system.
"Then do it, butterfly," he challenges, his l
