CHAPTER THIRTEEN
LOCHLAN
Lochlan needed to find his bed again to try to obtain the elusive sleep. Maybe then he'd receive some clarity.
Some answers.
But he'd never claimed to do the smart thing.
"Loch," Finn called him back, but Lochlan brushed past him on his way out the door.
He needed to speak to Brea. He only planned to ask questions, to find out the whole truth. Her mother refused to help Iskalt, but it was his kingdom and he'd do what he could.
But that was logical Lochlan, and all logic left him the moment he learned what his uncle was doing to their people.
Brea reached her rooms and stopped with her hand on the door. "I know you're following me."
"We need to talk," he growled.
"Fine." She pushed open her door. "By all means come berate me in the middle of the night. I h
