CASSANDRA'S POV
Soft footsteps stopped behind him and before I could fully register what was happening, Alaric’s voice filled the space. His tone was calm, steady, yet sharp enough to slice through the tension.
“Then do you mind explaining to my wife what she is getting into?” he said drawing both our attention
I could feel the chills run up my spine. His expression was calm but those dark bottomless orbs swallowed every light
He. Was. Pissed. In a few words, that's what I would describe him as.
Alaric didn’t look rattled, not even remotely. He stood tall, his dark brown coat falling effortlessly around him, one hand in his pocket, expression unreadable. His eyes, however, were on me studying my every move.
I was suddenly reminded of the kiss last night and my stomach fluttered. I
