KINGSLEY POV
When Kat slipped out of the room to go get dressed, wrapped in one of Kyle’s oversized shirts and still smelling like s*x and us and sleep, something cold twisted inside my chest. Her smile was sweet, her voice light, but there was an edge under it. A shadow in her eyes that hadn’t been there this morning.
And that alone nearly made me snap the handle off the mug in my hands.
She was trying to shield us. Even now.
Protecting us.
I waited until the door clicked shut behind her and then my brothers and I exchanged a look—one of those heavy, loaded stares that said everything words couldn’t.
We knew.
We all knew.
There was no pretending now. No comfort left in the fantasy of soft mornings and breakfast laughter. Because in less than ten hours, we’d be walking into enemy t
