Chapter 202 A Wedding

• Dante was in his room pacing around nervously, why had he done that? Why had he kissed Feyre, she was his boss, she was his freaking queen. He should have just said no. She might have been mad but it would be better than the awkwardness now.
• Now, she was with Romano, he ignored the stab of envy he felt when he thought about her and Romano. He had no right to feel envy, he was just her bodyguard, nothing more.
• He heard a knock on the door, he opened the door and it was Feyre.