I was sulking the next days because Wyatt had been staying at the palace for some time.

I was sitting in the common area, my back against the pool table as I read a book but let's face it, I couldn't even concentrate. I needed to do something, anything else. 

" Hey," I jumped from the floor when I spotted Azriel passing by. 

"What?" he gruffed. 

" Where to?" I asked, ignoring his rude tone. 

" Excuse me?" he raised an eyebrow at my overly excited voice. 

" I thought we were friends ...