SILAS
He thinks I am…
The moment Kai summoned me, I already knew what the meeting was about.
He’d been avoiding me since the Alpha’s return… watching me too closely, asking the other guards too many quiet questions. He was the kind of man who smiles in daylight and sharpens his blade at night.
When I stepped into his room, he was sitting behind his desk, one hand on a half-filled glass of wine, the other tracing invisible patterns on the table. His eyes lifted to meet mine—cold, sharp, calculating.
“Silas,” he said, his voice smooth as silk and twice as dangerous. “You’ve been quiet these days.”
I bowed slightly. “I only speak when there’s something worth saying.”
Kai chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair. “And here I thought you’d come back with songs of victory. You’ve been d
