Fractured Trust

(Neva’s POV)

“The princess is my mate.” Zan muttered to us.

Silence.

The words seemed to echo in the air, heavy and sharp. “What?” Piper whispered, cutting the air.

Jaxon stared at him like he'd just grown two heads. “You're joking, right?”

Zan only shook his head, his expression serious. Piper leaned forward, disbelief etched on her face. “For real? How long have you known?”

Zan looked down, then