The day Kael came home, the Lycan King held a pack banquet in his honor.
I asked Damien, careful and innocent: "Lycan King Damien,Kael has been home for days. Why are you holding the welcome dinner only now?"
He looked at me. For a long time, he didn't speak.
His eyes were a well so deep you could fall and never reach the bottom.
A man could disappear into eyes like that. I shrank a little.
Then I turned and ran off, looking for Kael.
I didn't look back.
But I could feel it. His eyes followed me the whole way down the hall.
At the banquet, Kael was in a foul mood.
The border situation, I supposed.
When he reached for his third drink, I laid my fingers softly over the rim of his glass.
"Brother. Slow down. It's bad for you."
The words were barely out of my mouth.
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