Gunnar's POV

 Riley stared at Cane like he had completely lost his mind.

 "What silly Elyndorath are you talking about?" she snapped, her voice shaking. "I'm a princess of a fucking damn kingdom?" She let out a dry laugh and dragged both hands through her hair. "Okay, I understand I've become quite accustomed to everything weird that's been happening in this Obsidian Veil pack and I understand a bit at least, but saying I'm some princess? Isn't that barbaric?"

 The tension between us crackled softly, but the heat drowned out every other sound. Riley looked overwhelmed, angry, confused all at once. Her breathing had gone uneven and I could see...