CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT.IVY’S POVI stared at the firmly, locked steel door of the suite, my fist frozen in mid-air.The nerve of this man to slam the door against my face.One second he was pinning me to a weapon table, making me completely lose my breath and mind on the flat of his blade, and the next, he was slamming doors in my face like a silly child. The randomness of his actions and emotions always made my head spin. I took a deep, steadying breath, fighting the urge to kick the steel door down, which was unnecessary seeing as I do not have such strength, and rattled the door handle, instead…Locked. From the inside."Unbelievable," I muttered under my breath.Frustrated, sore, and still fiercely flushed from what had just happened in the armory, I turned around and headed down the corridor toward the secondary entrance of the eastern wing. I had my own set of keys to the quarters adjoining the suite via the back door, a small privilege Kaelen had arranged weeks ago since Aiden ha
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