I glanced over to meet Theo's eyes, finding them already fixed on me. He rose smoothly, brushing popcorn from his hands.
"I'd love to help with this demonstration," he said, his voice carrying across the training ground. "I'd rather do it than let someone else."
The significance of his offer wasn't lost on anyone present. The Lycan King, volunteering to be taken down by a werewolf in front of both species – it was unprecedented.
"Are you sure?" I asked as he approached, aware of every eye upon us.
His smile was warm, intimate despite our audience. "Yes."
Elijah patted him on the back as they passed each other. "Hope you know how to fall, Your Majesty."
I laughed, shaking my head at my brother. "We'll do it slowly first," I told Theo, "like I did with Elijah. It's easier than doing so
