She asked in the car, because she had never been good at waiting.
“What was the Night of Silver?”
The SUV did not swerve. It did something worse. It went perfectly, deliberately steady, and in the rearview mirror Dax’s eyes flicked to his Alpha and away. Beside her, Kael’s whole body stopped, the way a deer stops, the way a held breath stops.
“Where did you hear that?” His voice was very quiet.
“Does it matter?”
“Yes.”
“Lucien Ashford slipped me a note.” She would not lie to him, not about this. “It said to ask you.”
Kael turned his face to the window. The temperature in the car dropped as though a door had been opened onto winter. For a long time, the only sound was the tires on the road. When he finally spoke, every word came out as if hauled up from the bottom of a well.
“It is
