ELYSIA.
Kael stood at the end of the corridor, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable.
My heart dropped into my stomach.
"I told you," I said, forcing the words past the terror choking me. "I needed air. A walk around the courtyard."
"Don't lie to me," he pushed off the wall, moving toward me with predatory slowness. "Your scent is wrong. You smell like the forest, like neutral territory. You weren't on the estate grounds."
Oh god. Of course. Wolf senses. How had I been stupid enough to forget?
He stopped a few feet away, close enough that I could see the betrayal already forming in his eyes. "So I'll ask you one more time, Elysia. And I want the truth." His voice dropped, "Where did you just come from?"
I couldn't see his eyes.
The sun streamed through the windows of the war
