The silence was deafening.
Kael's gaze burned into me, his jaw tense as he stood mere feet away. Every muscle in my body screamed to run, but I held my ground, caught in his stormy stare.
God, why did he have to look at me like that? Like I was a puzzle he couldn't solve. Like I was prey he couldn't wait to devour.
Lykos remained pressed against my side, his massive body radiating heat in the cool night air. His presence was the only thing keeping me upright.
"We should go," Jax finally said, breaking the thick tension. "Let them rest."
Kael's eyes never left mine. "Fine."
Just that. One clipped word, yet it contained volumes of unspoken threats and promises.
I took a cautious step backward toward Sera's camper. Then another. Kael tracked my every movement, his posture rigid.
"Turn around before you trip and fall," he ordered when I nearly stumbled over a root.