Chapter 208

Wren's POV

Theron Vane's lips parted slightly, and the sound of his voice rolled through the air-low, magnetic, edged with the kind of dominance only an Alpha prince could wield.

"Wren. Sit."

My heart skipped a beat.

That one word-Wren-landed differently now. He didn't call me Miss Thorne anymore. Somewhere along the way, he'd dropped the distance, the formality. What replaced it was something war