Chapter SIXTY

  TIANA’S POV

  “Strop following me,” I screamed at Thomas. It wasn’t my imagination, he flinched, but that didn’t stop him.

  “You must return back to Prince Ryder’s room-” he was saying, but I didn’t let him finish.

  “I know that, and I am not running, so can you just quit following me?” I boomed.

  “I still like my head on my neck. Prince Ryder would not hesitate to separate the two if he found out that I left you on your own,” he complained.