"What kept you from telling me?" More than the chilly air against my skin, the weight of Kael's stillness made my voice shake.
He stood on the other side of the room, his wide shoulders stiff, his knuckles white as he grabbed the table's edge. He finally answered, "Because I didn't think it mattered," in a flat voice that was tinged with something deeper, like dread or possibly shame.
"Not important?" I said it again, raising my voice. With the distance between us suddenly becoming intolerable, I took a step toward him. "Kael, you knew all along and you didn't think it mattered? That I wasn't worthy of knowing the truth about my own relatives?
Kael's furious dark gaze turned to me. It's not that easy, Lola. It would have simply made things more difficult for you if I had told you everyt
