I heard Kael at the door before I saw him again.
Not his voice—someone else’s.
Warm.
Familiar.
And also… infuriatingly amused.
“Oh,” I sighed to myself, smiling despite it.
“Orion, you massive c**k blocker of a Beta.”
I didn’t even have time to brace myself before the kitchen door opened wider and Orion strolled into the kitchen like he owned the place, dark hair still a mess from probably having trained that morning, grin already firmly in place. His eyes flicked to me instantly, sharp and bright—and then that grin turned downright wicked.
“Well,” he drawled, dragging the word out as he looked me up and down with theatrical interest,
“I honestly thought you’d look a bit more… sated.”
I choked on absolutely nothing. Kael, who had followed him inside, stopped dead in his track
