CHAPTER 23
DRAKEN'S POV
The stone railing beneath my palms cracked from the impact of my grip on it. Below, Kael’s laughter echoed in the Garden. He sounded so free, it felt like an insult to the reality of this palace.
She looked at ease beside him, I thought, my chest constricting. Free.
I didn’t wait for the beast to calm. I hunted him down. I caught Kael in the dim lit corridor leading away from the gardens, my presence signaling the shift in the air before I even spoke. “You seem comfortable around my mate,” I said, my voice sending a low vibration that bounced off the stone walls.
Kael didn’t flinch. He turned, his golden eyes meeting mine with an infuriating calm. “Someone should be, Draken. She is drowning here, and you are the one holding the water to her head.”
I stepped in
