Page 400 of Axis of Fire

Tarven ignored him completely.

His attention never left me.

"Stasia."

He rarely used my full name.

Which was exactly how I knew he was angry.

I forced my usual playful smile into place.

"Missed me?"

He didn't answer.

Instead, he reached for my hand, quietly freeing it from Miloran's.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Rosalie watching us.

The look on her face made it painfully obvious she wasn't pleased.

As Tarven led me away toward a small square that had been abandoned for the evening while most of the city celebrated in the main plaza, I could feel my heartbeat steadily quickening.

Something was coming.

Tarven stopped.

Then turned to face me.

The anger written across his face left no room for doubt.

He'd brought me here for a reason.

"What the hell were you thinking?"

I blinked at Tarven, completely caught off guard, waiting for him to continue.

"Don't tell me you've actually started falling for Miloran."

My heart smiled.

A warm wave spread quietly through my chest.

He's jealous.

"Do you happen to have a better candidate in mind?" I asked with a faint smirk.

"I don't know."

His jaw tightened.

"But definitely not Miloran."

"If I were you, I'd get closer to someone your own age."

"Someone from your own world."

The warmth inside me vanished.