The fair continued around them, a stark contrast to the supernatural battle that had just unfolded. Sweet scents of popcorn and cotton candy wafted through the air, mixing with the metallic undertone of recent violence. Isla stood frozen on the tracks, her mind struggling to process everything that had happened.
She turned to Liam, her green eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Were you following me?" The question hung in the air, heavy with accusation.
Liam's response was unexpected. "I expected something in return for saving your life," he said matter-of-factly. There was no hint of apology, just a raw, unapologetic statement that made Isla's breath catch.
"Saving me?" Isla felt a surge of frustration. "I wouldn't have been in trouble if we hadn't kissed. Your scent was on me, and that's why the rogues tracked me down."
A ghost of a smile crossed Liam's lips. "You kissed me first," he corrected her, his blue eyes holding a challenging glint. "And I kissed you back.”
Isla felt her cheeks f
