Eve’s POV

Malik walked closed to me, his fingers occasionally touching mine, it was a subtle but constant reassurance. Dorian moved ahead as usual, his gaze steady, I followed both their footsteps,

“I don’t like this at all,” I whispered, keeping my voice low. “Don’t you both feel watched?”

Dorian’s eyes flickered to mine. “Tonight we are seeking something deeper than the eyes of the forest. Focus wolfie.”

Wolfie? I truly am wolf but why did it sound so rude and ...