Third Person
Everywhere was quiet, but the lights in the Alpha’s study were yet to go out. Varik watched Kael review one file after another with no sign of retiring for the night.
“Alpha…” he called cautiously.
“Yes,” Kael answered without taking his eyes off the file in his hand.
“Won’t… won’t you go back to your chamber? The Luna must be waiting.”
Kael sighed tiredly. “I want to go, but she wouldn’t be waiting, and these files are important. I want to know how they managed to change things at the last minute, and I didn’t even notice.”
Varik ran his hand through his hair in frustration. He had seen Kael burn the midnight oil, but never so disoriented. What he was looking for wasn’t a fault or justification. Rather, he was guilty and carried the burden of Liora almost dying while al
