Kael’s POV
As we made our way back to Moonveil, Gareth sat quietly beside me with his eyes fixed outside the window at the trees that raced past us. I leaned back against the car seat in a bid to relax myself, but my thoughts were far from resting.
They circled back, again and again, to the conversation with an old friend over drinks that had left a sour taste in my mouth.
“Kael, where’s she?” my friend had asked with his eyebrows raised like he’d stumbled on some dirty secret at the end of one of the business meetings that had gone well. “I haven't seen her with you in a while. Not since…well, since you brought your new mistress into the picture.”
He was talking about Fiona, of course, and I had heaved deeply.
I remembered the way his tone dipped with pity wrapping each word like a
