When Parry captured his wrist and lifted it to his mouth, Davian had to swallow back his regret. He would not have offered his blood nor answered the call, if he knew what Parry had planned.
It was so cruel, the way he constantly made an emotional step forward one moment, then destroyed the hope it had given Davian by ruining it with physical actions. Selfish actions. It drove him to distraction.
He gulped back his protests and the need to run far and wide to escape this hollow, unfeeling version of the man he had grown to care for.
A Royal Promise
Book 2 in The Royal Series
by Elaine White