Lyka studied me, and for a moment, I was afraid he’d try to argue with me. Instead, he reached over the table to give my arm a pat. “I understand,” he said, nodding. “If I were in your position and you were in mine, I am sure I would feel the same. Whatever you decide, I will abide by.” He paused for a moment. “I suggest you remember, though, that I have a few more centuries on you, little brother. And for all the loss and triumph we experienced in the Celestial Pack, I experienced that much more.”
For some reason, that reminder just made me chuckle. “I will keep that in mind,” I said, keenly aware of how savage Lyka could be when pressed. “I’ll at least give it serious consideration. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to see how Celeste fared speaking with the witches.”
Lyka nodded and m
