“The only thing that matters right now is Raven listening to us.” Brax’s voice is as gruff as it was back at the dining hall, which means he’s holding his ground. “I feel like we should explain things to her a little more. She’s not wrong about the fact that we’re crowding her every move,” Zane states, making my brows bunch in annoyance. “Don’t forget the overstepping, making an ass of yourselves, and attempting to dictate who I can and cannot speak to,” Raven hollers, not even bothering to glance back over her shoulder at us.
