RILEY’S POV
The golden rays of morning sunlight peeked through my curtains, casting warm streaks across my bedroom walls. I groaned, rolling onto my side, burying my face into my pillow in protest. I wasn’t ready to be awake yet, but my body had other plans. The events of last night came rushing back like a tidal wave, making my stomach tighten with unease.
Kael.
The way his eyes had glowed an unnatural red. The raw, terrifying strength in his grip. The way his entire body had coiled like he was fighting something unseen, something that threatened to consume him.
And then… the way he had pushed me away.
I sighed, rubbing my face. Did I really want to get up and face him? What if he was still acting like a prick? What if he was in one of those moods where he shut me out completely, lea
