Leah
“My mother’s necklace,” I snapped, clutching the hidden sheath protectively. “You took it. Give it back.”
He smirked. “Not on me. Bring the dagger to the Silver Moon banquet tomorrow. I’ll trade you then.”
My eyes widened. “You’re going?”
“Worried about me?” He reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear—surprisingly tender. Then he ruffled the top of my head like I was some cherished, troublesome pet. “I never miss a good party. Don’t worry. I can handle myself.”
Something twisted in my chest. Kaelen was Samuel’s mortal enemy. The enemy of my enemy…
I nodded once. “Fine. Deal.”
He started to pull away—then paused. His gaze dropped to the freshly dug hole at our feet.
“That poison you buried,” he said quietly. “Want me to make it disappear?”
My heart stuttered. He’d
