POV: Ronan
"I already fell."
The words left my mouth, and I felt lighter than I had in years, like something I had been carrying without noticing had finally been set down.
Kaelira just stared at me, her lips parted slightly, and for a man who had commanded armies without blinking, I found myself terrified of one girl's silence.
"Say something," I said. "You are doing the thing where you stare, and it is making me nervous."
"You get nervous?"
"Apparently, around you, constantly."
A small laugh escaped her, and the sound of it did something to my chest that I did not have a name for, something warm that spread all the way to my fingers.
"The Lycan King gets nervous."
"Do not repeat it, I will deny it in front of the entire council."
"I could tell Nessa,” she said, smiling.
"You
