Rama grabbed his arm hysterically as she tried to pull him towards the direction of where Malika's room was located, but he was too stiff, he didn't even budge in the slightest. His unyielding action made her stomp her feet on the ground as she soon gave up.
"Malika will be fine." He simply said.
"How do you know that? She's probably alone in her room, what if the dark witches attacks her?" She pointed out in a panicked state, her chest heaving with fear.
"Zamiel will get to her, he's her mate after all, she'll be the first person on his mind." Draco implied.
She scoffed, even though Zamiel was her mate, she still couldn't bring herself to trust the prideful demon and put Malika's fragile life in his protection, it was simply a risky stake she wasn't willing to bargain on.
