Treyton POV
I was organizing my men ahead of the search mission, my mind focused on the task at hand, when the guy who had almost beat me up at the ceremony showed up. I recognized him instantly, and my expression turned cold. I hadn't forgotten the way he had lunged at me, his eyes blazing with anger. But to my surprise, he didn't seem fazed by my unwelcoming look. Instead, he walked up to me with a determined stride, his eyes locked on mine.
"Treyton," he said, his deep voice firm. "My name is Lorcan. I wanted to apologize for losing control of myself last night."
I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Apologize?" I repeated. "You almost killed me, Lorcan. What's to apologize for?"
Lorcan's expression turned somber, his eyes clouding over. "I know I went too far," he said. "But I
