Was he serious?
A favor?
“Wow,” I whispered, in disbelief.
Kylan’s expression didn’t soften. If anything, it hardened. “Nothing has changed between us. We’re not friends, not even acquaintances. I’m your leader, your captain. That’s all.”
I looked into his eyes, accepting every word he threw at me. There was nothing to defend because, deep down, I knew he was right. We were none of those things. Even the word ‘mates’ meant nothing.
My chest ached, and the pain was unbearable. It felt like Lumia was tearing me apart from the inside. It wasn’t just my heart breaking—it was everything.
Kylan clicked his tongue. “I let it pass yesterday, but I don’t know where you keep finding the nerve to talk to me.”
“I know you’ve never been touched like that before in your life, and you probably nev
