Chapter THIRTY-SIX

Dane Tristan. I stared at him in rage. What was he doing here? I hadn’t seen him in a long time. The last time we spoke was two months ago. He had set out on a solo journey and I hadn’t communicated with him ever since. And now he was here, standing at the doorway of the room I kept Lusia. Lusia stirred on the bed behind me with a sigh. The memory of me jacking at Lusia’s feet crowded my mind. Had they watched that? I didn’t think so. But I didn't hear the door when it opened. There was a possibility they saw that. I was angered by that. How dare they come in here? Who gave them the permission to watch me? I was furious. My eyes went to Kiara. Of course, she was the one that brought him. I cleared my mind, clenched my jaws, and kept a straight face. “Tristan. What the hell are you doing here?” I asked. He was staring at me in shock with his arms folded. Kiara, who was standing before me, had a smile on her face. She seemed to be enjoying this. There was no doubt in my mind that she had