Seren and I lay crumpled on the cold stones, inches from the carriage's screeching wheels. Kael cradled Raven in his arms like she was made of spun moonsilver.
I couldn't hold back anymore. "Kael! You're going to regret this!"
He paused, then turned to look at me with those cold amber eyes. "Raven cannot bear pain well, and you made her wound reopen with your accusations. I haven't even settled that score with you yet."
"You'd better pray to the Moon Goddess she heals properly." His voice turned cold as winter frost. "Otherwise, you and your pup are going to kneel before her and beg forgiveness."
"You don't get to leave this market square until she grants it."
The words had barely left his mouth when the carriage door behind me swung open with a thunderous crack.
My father's voice—the voice of a true Alpha—thundered across the scene, carrying the weight of absolute dominion. "Kneel? The only one who should be kneeling is you, whelp."
