Elowen's POV
Sable let out a short meow and jumped down from my lap onto the floor.
I stood up to open the door but stopped halfway across the room when I realized I was barefoot. I turned back and slipped on my shoes, then pressed my eye to the peephole before sliding the bolt.
Kael stood on the other side with his dark coat draped over one arm and the shirt underneath making his sharp features look even harder in the low light.
His scent reached me before his words did, cedar and smoke layered with a faint trace of alcohol that told me wherever he'd been tonight had involved drinking.
He stepped inside and set a wrapped bundle on the table. "You checked the peephole. Not completely foolish."
I couldn't tell if that was supposed to be praise or an insult, so I let it pass.
His eyes
