Eve’s POV

The forest seemed sadly the same as we made our way back from Malik’s mother’s house. Dorian met us somewhere along the way, obviously anticipating some good news. But we had none, we didn’t need to speak, looking at each other’s faces was enough, as for him, I had learned to trust his instincts, but right now, his presence felt like an echo of the storm we had just faced, he was carrying the weight of a leader and protector,

“We need answers,” Malik muttered ...