KIERAN
I paced the length of my room like a caged animal, fists clenched, jaw tight, the memory of her lips still burned into mine. I cursed under my breath, running a hand through my hair as I turned again, then again, trying to outwalk the regret that coiled in my gut like a serpent. “Dammit,” I muttered, hitting the side of the shelf with my fist just as the door creaked open.
Dorian stepped in, brows furrowed, his sharp eyes taking me in from head to toe. “What the hell happened?” he asked, shutting the door behind him with a soft thud.
“You look like you just saw a ghost.”
I didn’t look at him. I couldn’t. Instead, I gritted my teeth and spat out, “I kissed her.”
He blinked. “You kissed who?”
“Vee,” I said, my voice a strained whisper as I turned to finally meet his gaze. “I kissed Vee.”
There was a beat of silence before Dorian’s mouth dropped open slightly. “You did what?”
“It just… happened, alright?” I snapped, immediately regretting the sharpness in my voice. I dragged a han
