Chapter 155
Betrayed by Blood
Avery paced around her room restlessly; it was already evening. She couldn’t help but replay what happened today in her head. Her meeting with the king and the way his eyes had settled on her without moving.
It made her skin crawl.
She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to shake the feeling. Had she done something wrong? Should she have spoken more? Less? The way Cain had stepped in front of her, shielding her from Alaric’s gaze, had been instinctive. Protective. But had she disappointed him by reacting the way she did?
Her teeth pressed into her lower lip. She should apologize. Or at least say something.
Before she could dwell on it further, a knock sounded at her door.
Avery froze.
Her heart stuttered, then picked up speed as she hesitated. Taking a steadying breath, she crossed the room and pulled the door open.
"I can hear you thinking all the way from...." He trailed off, his green eyes sweeping over her fully, his gaze darkening, Adam’s apple throbbing at the sight of her.
Avery furrowed her eyebrows. What did he mean he could hear her thinking? She opened her mouth to speak, and only then did she realize he wasn’t talking... instead, his gaze was stuck on her, staring without blinking.
And it was only then that Avery realized—she was still in the nightgown Lydia had given her. Thin. Soft. Leaving nothing to the imagination.