Ariana's head began to spin. What just happened?
Her body halted as she felt Zavren's dark, intense eyes shift downward, staring at her through the gap between his fingers. His jaw clenched as he threw the arrow to the side. Before Ariana knew it, he removed his palm from her face and scooped her into his arms. Worry flashed across Ariana's face—what was that? How had it happened? She tried to think, but at this point, she couldn't wrap her head around it.
Had they targeted her first because she had originally been on Zavren's lap?
Her lips pressed together. How did Zavren sense it?
It was like he knew this would happen before the person struck.
Her thoughts were cut short as she heard his deep voice.
"Shut your eyes," his commanding voice rang out, leaving no room for hesitation.
