Thorne Point Of View.

“I shouldn’t have kissed her.” I muttered to myself.

The thought hammered through my skull the moment the throne room doors slammed behind Kael.

But the taste of Aria’s lips still clung to mine, warm, soft, maddening, refusing to fade no matter how hard I tried to shove it out of my mind.

I turned around and my eyes locked with hers.

Aria looked stunned, her cheeks flushed, lips slightly swollen, her eyes were wide and searching. She looked like her entire ...