That familiar lecturing tone, as if he had any right to it.
I watched Aurora, practically draped across his chest, her fingers curled into the fabric of his tunic, and felt nothing but hollow irony settle in my bones.
This male who called her his sister at every gathering had long since positioned her where a mate belonged.
"Pack Advocate Thornhart, let's end our consultation here for tonight." My voice remained steady, betraying nothing.
Kael's sharp, fox-like eyes swept over Aurora with deliberate slowness, and a knowing smile curved across his lips.
"Now that I think about it, I've never had the pleasure of meeting Alpha Duskmoor's bonded mate."
He shot me a look heavy with meaning, then glanced back at Aurora, his tone carrying an edge of suggestion. "Don't tell me the Alpha's true mate is—"
"My pack's private matters are none of your concern." Fenris cut him off, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl. Clearly, he had no intention of revealing who bore his bond mark.