Something seems to pass between the two males.
Blake inclines his head. He walks back toward the castle, the breeze ruffling his dark hair.
In the distance, I hear shouting and the thunder of hooves.
“If Magnus tells anyone who she is, I’ll kill you.” Callum is breathing hard, his teeth gritted and his jawline tense.
Even a hundred feet away, Blake hears him, looks over his shoulder, and arches an eyebrow. He says something I can’t hear, and a low growl vibrates in Callum’s chest.
“Don’t you think I know that?” he says. “Just get on with it and be quick.”
Blake’s lips curve, but he walks a little faster and disappears around the castle walls.
Callum is breathing fast. “Stay close to me.”
We hurry across the grass, Callum taking care to keep stride with me. When a cry of pain rattle
