Caelan's POV
I'd always been the youngest—the one they underestimated.
Lucien's fire burned too hot, Kieran's duty weighed too heavily, and me? I was the one who smiled through the cracks, who softened their storms, who reminded them we were brothers first.
But things were changing.
The bond had changed us all.
And for the first time, I was not sure smiling would be enough. Things are about to get tense between us brothers.
The training fight earlier still lingered in my mind. Lucien lunging like a rabid wolf, Kieran standing against him like stone, and Aisla … sweet, trembling Aisla, throwing herself between them.
She had been brave, but I had seen the way she looked at Lucien after. Like she did not know if she could ever trust him.
I could not blame her.
Lucien wanted her too m
