Triam
Triam paced the length of his room feeling cagey and still a little hungry. He’d fed well enough. Fallen’s blood still burned a delicious path in his veins and the taste still lingered in his mouth as if to remind him of what happened between them. He couldn’t believe Fallen did that. Triam snarled, letting his anger rise in him. f**k, she was infuriating. Why would she do that when she knew that he didn’t want her, he wanted his mate?
Triam growled, feeling betrayed. The spirits stared at him from their usual corner. He gave them a look, waiting for them to say something, but they said nothing. They still looked scared, as if he would hurt them or something.
“I’m not angry with you,” he told them before he turned and faced the other way. He continued with his pacing and then st
