Chapter Sixteen
Riven's POV
It had been five days since the incident, and for the first time in a long while, I could actually say I felt good.
The arena had been loud that day, filled with pointless excitement and shallow entertainment, but what stayed with me wasn't the noise.
That exact moment when she dropped. It showed that she was weak, vulnerable, and human.
A faint smirk stretched across my lips as I leaned back against the chair, one leg crossed lazily over the other, my fingers tapping lightly against the armrest in a slow, absent rhythm.
For once, things had gone exactly the way I wanted, and more importantly, I had proven my point.
Kael had been wrong. The whole point wasn't to prove him wrong, I just didn't like her and probably not sexually attracted to her.
That alone made it worth it.
