Lucian gaped the moment he saw Ariana making her way inside his cabin. Blinking his eyes a few times he tried to access his thoughts.
'Is she really here or maybe I am hallucinating'
"What are you doing here? Why aren't you in your class" his tone stern when he realized it wasn't his imagination but his mate was really standing in front of him.
Ariana pursed her lips into a thin line, feeling dejected by his serious words. She was so concerned with his cold behavior that she excused herself and rushed to meet him without thinking anything else, but now she felt like a fool.
Balling her palm into a fist she tried to fathom her thoughts but the moment their eyes met, she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"I... just wanted to..." she started to speak but felt contemplated on how she could tell him that she wanted to coax his mood.
