Kael’s POV
I sat at the corner of my bed, the morning light streaming softly into the room. Everything looked calm,but my mind was anything but.
I kept replaying last night.
The way she ran the moment our eyes met.
Why?
Was it fear? Shock? Recognition?
And that voice, someone had mindlinked me, crying for help. Soft. Desperate. Familiar in a way that disturbed me.
“Could it have been her?” I muttered.
Then quickly shook my head. “No. It can’t be.”
She’s my father’s mate. That’s the end of it. Period.
But the thoughts wouldn’t stop circling. Something about her felt… off. Too off to ignore.
I remembered asking one of my father’s guards to tell him I wanted to speak with him. The man nodded but never came back. Hours passed. Silence.
Then I wandered the halls, hoping to clear my
