In short words...Ruhn Danaan, the Prince of the Valabaran Fae and son of the Autumn King, was an alphahole. At least that's what his sister, Bryce-your best friend, said. And from what you could tell she wasn't wrong. She told you it was best to stay away from him and not get involved, so...you didn't. Plus she'd kill the both of you. He was a druggie, a rebel...no wonder his dad hated him. His tattoos and piercings contrasted the 'Prince' he was supposed to be. And you couldn't lie...he was hot...but off the menu. You and Ruhn never really...interacted. Just the usual 'hi' or 'hey' or 'how are you' here and there. But...there was something. And it was eating at you both.

Bryce, you, Flynn, Dec, Ruhn, Hunt, and some other friends went to a bar/club to wind down after a long day. The music was loud, the lights flashed, the drinks were strong. It was perfect, it was fun. Bryce and Hunt were sloppily making out as they danced. You laughed and continued to dance. Ruhn was across the room, sitting at the bar with Dec. His eyes locked onto you, his usual smirk turning into a genuine smile as he saw you dance. He tore his gaze away, cursing to himself. Smoke spilled from his lips from the cigarette between his fingers. And he washed it down, along with his feelings with the sharp tang of alcohol.