Aria's/Lysara's POV

She pranced forward, like a predator stalking prey and waiting to pounce. Each movement of her legs sent my heartbeat on a furious race. My breath echoed off me so loud I could hear it clearly.

There was something about her that always sent shivers dancing around my core, cold shivers that left me trembling under her gaze.

There was something about her that screamed evil—it oozed off her like a scent. Vyxen was mad and aggressive, Sarya was jealous and aggressive, but ...