Dravena pov

As soon as those words left my lips, the rogue in front of me didn’t flinch. He didn’t move. His eyes simply narrowed, cold and calculating, a faint frown tugging at his mouth as he stared in silence.

But I could tell.

He was alert now, his gaze followed every movement of my body. He could feel it. I was a threat. Stronger than him. Far stronger.

But how much?

Oh, he had no idea.

But how could he, when I had hidden my aura?

And why was that?

Because it ...