#Chapter 95: Look What You Did

Nyktos is waiting for an answer. He’s in one of those controlling moods of his. He won’t move until I give him what he wants. Usually, I find this kind of thing unbearably sexy, but right now, I just feel kind of put on the spot.

“If you had just let me give Tyrek the money he needed, then he wouldn’t have gotten hurt,” I say.

Nyktos shakes his head. His gaze softens with pity. He’s looking at me