You and Azriel are mates, and ever since you found out you have been dating—you even met the Inner Circle—Amren, Mor, Rhys, Cassian, Feyre.

Currently, You are sitting in the circles cabin—Azriel’s wing is wrapped around you protectively as he remains his usual silent self.

He seems… off.

— “I am fine.” Azriel grumbles, sensing your concern through the bond.