When I looked up, a smiling Gael was standing in front of me. He’d been next to Kane, but I never saw him move. Heat filled my cheeks, and I waved for him to take the seat in front of me.
He pulled it out and sat with a brief smile. “Good morning, Brielle, how are you?” he asked politely, though the smile hadn’t reached his eyes.
“I’m okay. I admit, though, I’m surprised to see you here. It seemed you three were running things, not participating.”
He chuckled, the sound a low rumble in his chest as he dropped his wide, tanned hands on the table between us. “Even we don’t get excused from the high alpha’s scheming. If he says everyone unmated, we say yes, sir.”
“Ahh, well, I guess he couldn’t excuse just a handful of you, then, could he?”
“No, he wouldn’t. He wants us all mated and mak
