Nefretiri
What did I do to him?
There was no way this wasn't my fault. Ivan hadn't looked like this before he left. I had never felt magic off him now. It flows from him like fire, and I was the moth.
At a glance, you wouldn't think there was anything different about him. Ivan looked like himself, but I swear he was taller, and any fat shred was gone.
Steven hadn't come with me. He'd only ensured I didn't fall off the almost nonexistent ledge. He seemed wary of being near Ivan, and I didn't know why.
Until I saw my mate destroying the side of the mountain. Strangely, he didn't notice me. Maybe because he was blocking our connection or he was so caught up in the destruction he was causing.
I stood there watching as Ivan spoke to himself. Muttering some of it, then angrily declaring others. About the duties of an alpha.
Who was he talking to?
