HAZEL STYLES POV

What was Raphael doing here?

He stood frozen, his eyes moving from mine to Riven's.

"Um, I didn't..." He stuttered, his eyes darting away from us to the wall.

Groaning under my breath, I tried to get up, my hand pushing softly at Riven to get off of me, but his grip just tightened on my arms.

My eyes moved to his, my brows arching as he continued to pin me down.

"Riven?" I whispered, blinking as his eyes darkened into an intense scowl that had my stomach flipping. ...