Killian POV
I felt it before anyone told me, some animal instinct in me registering wrongness in the air before the report reached me. A stranger at the gates. Her name is attached to his visit.
I was moving before the guard finished the sentence.
I crossed the grounds fast, my jaw set, my hands steady at my sides in the stillness I'd trained into myself years ago. Anger made mistakes. I intended to make none tonight.
None of that prepared me for the sight of him standing his ground.
Draven. I recognized him from Owen's briefing, the ex-fiancé, the coward who'd broken her the night before her whole life changed.
He should have been retreating the moment I came into view. Instead he stood taller, something almost eager in his expression, as if my arrival was exactly what he'd been wa
