IRYN'S POV

I gulp slightly, my breath hitching in my throat when I see his gaze follow the part line of my neck.

Wh----- what's up with him?

"Fe... Fenric?"

Suddenly he shakes his head, causing his dark hair to sway with the movement.

“Put these on,” he says abruptly, handing a flat box out to me.

Looking down at the box, I blink quietly in mid shock.

I hadn't noticed him holding it before.

He waves the box a bit, bringing it closer to me.

Speechless, I take it from him, my gaze ...