Chapter 172: Draven’s Love Language
Evaline:
I just stood at the entrance, completely thrown off and trying to wrap my head around the fact that I wasn’t at the Academy but standing in Draven’s secret cabin nestled in the heart of the mountain.
This wasn’t part of my plan.
I was supposed to return to my dorm, crash on my bed for a few hours, maybe drag myself to lunch with my friends and then spend the afternoon in the library trying to catch up on studies I had missed.
But Oscar - my sweet, stubborn, protective mate - had flipped that plan on its head by dropping me off here... and leaving me alone with his younger brother.
The same younger brother who hadn’t spoken more than five sentences to me since Friday.
I glanced over at Draven.
He was standing there quietly, hands in his pockets and still that same unreadable look in his eyes. I realized that the tension between us hadn’t decreased at all, not even after his visit to the hospital last night. That same invisible wall was standing firm. Stiff. Unspoken.
Still, for better or worse... we were stuck here. Together. For the entire day.
He was the first to break the silence once Oscar’s car disappeared from our view. He pushed the door open wider and said, "Come in."
I followed him inside as he locked the door behind us. The interior of his safe house was just like I remembered from my previous visit - warm, clean, and welcoming.