Seventy-Eight

**Bryony’s POV**

While I feed Draven Darius walks Dorian to the car, I can feel through the bond that Dorian and Darius are discussing something serious, just slightly to far away for me to hear them as they talk in hushed voices. When Darius walks in, I open up my mind letting me slip into his mind. Nothing, I know he is deliberately making sure he locks his thoughts up tight where I can’t reach