Soren

“What are you doing here? How did you find this place?” I sneer.

Maeve blinks up at me, her expression relaxing into what I can only describe as relief. She gives me a rough shove, but I tighten my grip, arching a brow in challenge. “Don’t fuck with me right now, Maeve.”

“I’m sure you’d love that,” she replies hoarsely, the corner of her wide mouth pulling into a smug smile bordering on… seductive. I’m seeing things, obviously. There’s nothing about her I even remotely desire. Especially her company.

“Why are you spying on me?”

“I’m not.”

“Then why–”

“My powers,” she grits out, shoving me again, but her...