Kael POV The night air was cool and pleasant as Marcus and I sat on the back terrace. Two glasses of whiskey sat between us, the amber liquid catching the light from the lanterns. “So,” Marcus said, taking a sip. “Flying now? That’s new.” I grinned. “It took me six months to learn. Almost crashed into a tree twice.” “Only twice?” “Okay, maybe five times. But who’s counting?” Marcus laughed. “Does Selene know about the tree incidents?” “Absolutely not. And you’re not telling her.” “My lips are sealed.” He held up his glass. “To keeping secrets from our mates.” “That’s a terrible toast.” “You have a better one?” I thought for a moment, then raised my own glass. “To surviving the impossible and living to drink about it.” “Now that’s better.” Marcus clinked his glass against mine. We drank in comfortable silence for a while. Below us, the pack territory stretched out, peaceful and quiet. Lights glowed in the windows. Somewhere, a wolf howled at the moon. “Have y
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