Ivan
Nefera had a talent for making anyone feel awful without ever yelling at you.
She'd gone inside with Dylan and Cabe, and everything that happened five minutes before felt stale. Even the elves, unflappable until now, seemed unsure of what they should do. The only one who went on with what they were doing was Alister. He remained at the buffet table eating sweets, not caring whether they were vegan. However, he was looking in our direction with a satisfied look.
"That's one way to defuse a situation," Luke muttered as he stared at the door. "Do you think she did that on purpose?"
"No," There was no way Nefera did that intending to end the conflict. I know my mate, and I could feel her anger and hurt. "That was all her."
