Chapter 145.

I told him everything like it was happening right then and there. Every word that Angus had said was relayed and I made sure not to leave anything out. My back slumped against the back of the chair and I waited for a reaction. The office smelled of bourbon and sandalwood, something I noticed only when I was trying to be anywhere but in front of Darian. “Thank you,” he said and pushed his chair back. My eyes widened when he stood and I sat as still as a statue. “That’s it?” I asked. I pushed the chair back and with careful moves, I got up and faced him.  His eyes were soft and he was still calm even though I could feel the anger that he was fighting. “That’s it,” he said with a shrug off his shoulder. “But why? I know you're mad and you’re allowed to be mad,” “I am mad. I'm mad that you didn't tell me but that look on your face fuels me with more rage than anything you could possibly tell me,”  I stepped back and gulped Darian’s eyes widened and he hurried over with his arms reached out