Rafael's Point of View
The door shuts softly behind Octavia, leaving me and Kai alone. The silence stretches, thick as smoke. He leans back against his headboard, his face is pale but he is trying to look stronger than he is, one hand resting over the bandages at his side.
I drag a chair over from his desk and sit, my arms braced on my knees. For a moment, I just study him, the way he hides pain behind that calm face. It grates on me, the same way it grates that he took a hit meant for her.
“She told you, did she not?” he says finally, his voice low but steady.
“About what?” I ask, though I know exactly what he means.
“The alphas. Their reaction.”
I nod my head slowly. “Yeah. They were pissed. Not just at the wolves, but at us. Said the shadow patrols were reckless, that we should ha
