KNOX
“Looks like you’re healing nicely,” Kael called out from behind me.
Of course, I was healing nicely— one of the perks of being an Alpha. Our healing speed couldn’t be contended with.
Still, I had no idea why he’d come all the way to the rooftop. I didn’t need company.
With the same level of sass he’d spoken with, I responded, “Aren’t you the nice chauffeur? The mate bond must have you on hooks.”
Being on the roof meant the horrible him coming in with the Omega, offering to help her carry all that stuff like a damn fool was perfectly displayed before my face.
The girl was becoming a magnet, and this only increased my urge to ridicule her. Couldn’t they see right through her?
“It costs nothing to be kind, Knox.” Without another word, Kael settled on the pink plastic chair. A b
