Dreson leaned into his boyfriend, making Leif shiver at the contact before he kissed Dre’s neck. It was the first time he'd ever been so open about his sexuality, but I was happy for him. He found peace with himself after I confronted him, and he realized that I wouldn’t be kicking his ass to the curb. “You realize what a prize you have, right?”
“A real diamond in the rough,” the Sorcerer agreed quietly. Leif smiled, running a hand though the black ringlets hanging around his rugged face.
Hailing from Wales, he’d been living at the Sage Tower when he met Dre. At the time, Leif was already sixteen, and Dre was about to turn fifteen. Since the Alliance valued our collective people based on their merit, deeds, and words, it was safe to say that no one gave a damn who our people slept with a
