“Kael.” The name slipped from my lips before I could stop it. My hands trembled, and the ceramic plate I had been holding fell from my grasp, shattering against the floor with a sharp crash.
“You know him?” Alpha Mich asked, his brow lifting with interest.
I tried to answer, but my lips parted without a sound. The words tangled in my throat. Panic surged, and before anyone could react, I turned and fled the dining hall. My footsteps echoed down the corridor, and behind me, I could hear movement. Both Alpha Mich and Kael followed.
Outside, the air was cool, the night heavy with silence. Alpha Mich’s voice was low, controlled, yet tinged with curiosity. “What is wrong?”
I shook my head quickly. “Do you know him?”
“No,” I said, forcing the word out, then added, “I am sorry for the scene
