Lorien POV

“We need to talk about this,” Auren snapped, the door slamming against the wall with a sharp crack that echoed through the room.

I exhaled in quiet relief he hadn’t chosen her.

It had been at least ten minutes since I’d come into our room, and by then, I’d stopped hoping he would follow. I’d already resigned myself to sleeping alone, pretending it didn’t bother me. I’d started getting ready for bed instead, because waiting for him had felt too much like ...