Kael’s POV
George’s footsteps slapped the stone path behind me like an echo I couldn’t outrun, loud, persistent, irritating.
“Alpha! Seriously, man. You really gonna keep ignoring me?” His voice grated against my skull. “I’ve been stuck at Draven’s like some abandoned mutt!”
I stopped.
The cold coiled around me like smoke off a frozen blade, sinking past the damp shirt clinging to my back. I turned, just enough for him to see the warning in my eyes.
“Then go back to Draven’s mansion, George. And leave me the hell alone.”
He blinked, then scoffed, folding his arms and planting his feet like a stubborn mutt. “Of course I’ll go back. Who the hell wants to live under the same roof as an emotionally constipated Alpha like you, huh? Except poor, desperate Abegail.”
I didn’t flinch. Didn’t
