There’s nothing to be sorry about. You didn’t offend me.” “I must have.” Another sigh escaped his lips, not as deep as the first one. Yet the barrier of his arms didn’t come down. “I admit you got me worried when you turned into the living dead and threw yourself into that maze. But I wouldn’t hold that incident against you.” “That’s not it. I want to know why you’ve only offered me silence since this morning. I’m not sure what I did to deserve your disapproval, but I should know lest I make the same mistake again.” “You’re imagining things.” No, she wasn’t. His gaze wavered and she sensed his unease as clearly as if he shouted it. Determined not to let him distract her or dodge the sensitive issue, she pointed an accusing finger. “Ever since we mated you’ve shunned me, or disregarded me. And most importantly, you’ve been mean to me.” “I’m a leader, Ariana. I don’t have time to be mean to people.” He sure had time to guide her to Frahern.
