CHAPTER 13

  *Jonas*

  He exits the room, slamming the door behind him before twisting the two locks shut with a vicious click that mimics the look he had on his face.

  I stare at the door and blink. What had that been all about ? The man is as changeable as the wind. One minute I would swear he is actually growing fond of me, and the next …

  ‘Maybe he struggles with this …,’ Cana starts.

  I huff, “Do not say mate”

  ‘…Mate thing,’ He finishes with a cheeky grin.

  Well, I think, as I reach for the tea and pour myself a cup, he does think I am

  traitorous and kinda evil. That ought to explain why he is so often brusque and insulting.

  Although .. I take a deep sip of the steaming tea and sigh with pleasure ... It doesn't explain why he had kissed me. And it certainly doesn’t explain why I had let him.