|| Lilac's POV ||

Alaric reached us soon enough, his smile bright but his eyes sharp as they met mine. Every strode he took made my heart shivered.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I was held up at work," he apologized, his stormy grey gaze never left mine, as if his words were only meant for me.

“Better late than never,” Madeline said, her tone light but her eyes wary.

“Well, I always keep my word,” Alaric replied, his smirk widening as he handed Alexander an ...