NAERIS'S POV

I didn’t realize how fast I was walking until I nearly slammed into one of the castle guards turning the corner.

“Sorry,” I murmured quickly, ducking my head and picking up my pace. My hands were trembling. My heart hadn’t settled since I left the room.

Nyxion.

He looked like death had brushed its lips against his mouth and only barely let him go. And yet… he still looked at me like he could burn me alive with just a glance.

I needed air. I needed to ...