Kael
Kael wasn’t sure why he bothered. She wasn’t his problem.
But when he saw her slip into the hall, her steps careful, her head low, something in him bristled. Avoiding him. Again.
He let her think she was safe, let her believe she had gotten away. Then, when she turned the corner, he was already there, waiting.
She gasped, stopping so suddenly that she almost stumbled back. His fingers curled around her wrist before she could run.
“Did you really think I hadn’t seen you?”
Her pulse was quick. He could feel it, the frantic little beat against her skin. She was always so nervous around him, like a rabbit caught in a wolf’s path.
His wolf agreed.
She was his little rabbit. His little mouse.
What the hell are you thinking, Kael?
“Where have you been?”
“Nowhere.”
“Nowhere?” Hi
