Azlynn’s P.O.V.
“You gotta be kidding me, Ann!”
Following me to my apartment’s living room, Demrid was growling nonstop, he was hell pissed after our interaction with Xavion. He closed the door with a loud bang and spat out.
“You and trusting Xavion’s hollow words? I thought you were better than this, Ann!”
Clenching...