I stood in the armory, arms crossed, as Caden carefully returned a sword to its place after our sparring session, which I had emerged victorious from.
"Are you going today?" He asked, glancing up at me with a hint of anxiety.
"No," I replied, exhaling through my nose. "I don't care who her guards are."
Caden had followed Kayson's orders by supervising the guard challenge yesterday, selecting his top twenty, and today Kayson was set to pick his final 14.
"Do you really believe she's lying?" He pressed.
I strode over, grabbed his arm, and lifted it to show the tattoo she had marked him with.
"She's a witch, not a Lycan." I stated firmly before releasing him.
"Didn't that Omega linguist mention that Lycans have powers?" He countered.
I growled in irritation and waved my hand dismissiv
