Kaelen’s POV
It has been a few weeks since I last set my eyes on him. He looked nothing like the guard who worked with me back in Bloodhound pack.
He exuded more confidence, and his stance —better. But that wasn’t what made me frown. It was his gaze. It was softer than it usually was.
I must be overthinking it.
“Rise,” I said to him.
“What do you think?” Sterling asked.
“How did you bring him here?” I ignored his question.
“It wasn’t easy. I had to train him personally these past few days. He looks better, doesn’t he? Fortunately, he had the training, a little push, and he became perfect.”
“I have my lady to thank for that,” George said with a smile.
“He told me you had trained him,” Sterling said.
“I wouldn’t say train,” I said.
Bloodhound lacked a lot and under the guidance of
