ARIA WINTERS
Nobody sleeps after Marcus's news. I don't think Shadowmoon's ever moved this fast at this hour. Warriors posted at every corridor by the time I make it out of Kael's study, doors locked down, patrols doubled at every gate. Kael's gone somewhere between the guy who was sitting behind his desk an hour ago, that I went to tease, and something colder. Something crazily scarier.
Not scarier to me, though. He still finds a second, right in the middle of barking orders at three different warriors, to touch my arm and ask if I'm okay and kisses me on the lips. Then he's back to being terrifying to literally everyone else in the room. I lick my lips as I think of the kiss and I can feel my inner thighs pooling. f**k… I can still taste him.
That's the thing about him now. He’s war
