Ronan POV
As soon as the door closes, I'm left alone in the hallway with Valor. I still don't understand why the hell he is trying to spend time with Della. "What is your deal, Valor?" "I'm not sure what you mean, Ronan," he says, emphasizing my name. "I mean why are you here and don't give me that bulls*t about training with the elite warriors." He takes a step closer to me, but I don't back down. "Why is what I'm doing here any of your business" he asks.
"It's my business if it has something to do with Della." His eyes darken, and I can feel his aura trying to weigh down on me. He's a royal and his aura should be suffocating, but it's not. He looks as surprised as I feel when I don't fall to my knees. He is, after all, a royal hybrid. He takes a step back, and I can tell he is talking
