Isla.
Isla hung in her room, mindlessly moving her fingers over the plush texture of her tunic. The ache in her muscles, the constant reminder of that sparring match with Emily, was a distant place in her mind. Her mind lingered on Kael, his commanding presence, and how he always seemed to balance tenderness with authority.
A knock at the door drew her out of her thought. He appeared just inside the door before she could answer. Alpha Kael, his muscular build cast in shadow by the dark hallway light.
Kael," Isla began, attempting to rise, but a searing pain in her torso caused her to yelp.
Kael was beside her in a flash, his muscular frame around her, with strong force to lift her easily out of the way. Don't overwork yourself," he mumbled, in a husky, comforting tone. "I have a surpr
