KILLIAN.
I did not sleep at all.
By the time morning came, I had already been sitting in the kitchen for nearly an hour when Darian walked in.
“She is asking about the wedding date again,” he said.
I looked up from my coffee. “Who's asking?”
“Michelle. Her brother had been blowing up Claude’s phone since before eight. The Council wants an announcement before the end of the month.”
I stayed silent.
Darian poured himself a cup and leaned against the counter. “The kids are up. Leo already found the training grounds from the window. Looked like he wanted to run straight out there.”
“I know,” I said. “I watched him from upstairs.”
Darian raised an eyebrow. “Did you know?”
“Do not start Darian. Not today.”
He lifted his hands. “I am just saying he moves exactly like you. Same stance.
