He walked through the middle of his massive pack with his wife in his arms.
Everyone was left speechless, but he couldn’t care less what they thought.
He carried her to his room and retrieved a first aid kit.
Kael didn’t speak as he cleaned the wound.
His fingers were firm and precise… but there was something different in the way he touched her—he wasn’t rough.
Amaris noticed, and it unsettled her more than she wanted to admit.
“Stop moving,” he said.
“I’m not moving.”
“Your pulse is.”
Amaris lifted her gaze.
“That’s not something I can control.”
For a second, they held each other’s gaze longer than necessary.
Amaris’s heart was beating far too fast, while Kael’s was like a tide fully under his control.
A soft knock on the door broke the moment.
Kael didn’t pull away immediat
