Chapter 18: Tricky

Kahlan pov

I took a deep breath even though I didn't need it. Who wouldn't? Eric is my mate and I would have to reason that every time I move close to him.

When must I stop this suffering?

I moved closer to Eric nevertheless but he was too deep in a chat with Marco to notice me. I was not supposed to interrupt the Alpha while he talks, it was the rule that was always read over and over to me.

“So, what are you going to do about it, then?” Marco asked, seriously.

Eric went silent for a moment. “Prepare for war. That's the only thing.”

I scoffed. As unusual, he must be thinking of bloodshed. He's always thinking of killing. I knew he was very wicked.

Out of impatience, I moved toward the table in front of them and placed the tray on it. I added force so that the tray would make a sound, thereby actually distracting the Alpha.

Eric and Marco looked up at me with skeptical brows.

“Always thinking of killing, aren't you?” I huffed and stared down at the cookies. Not that I cared a