AeronKellan and I talk about other things for a while–small random topics with little or no interest.From the weather shifting toward autumn, to the latest training reports from the border patrols. Even a minor dispute over hunting rights in the eastern woods.I try to keep the conversation light, but my eyes never leave Kellan's face for long. I watch how he holds his glass, and how his gaze flickers a bit when the music changes to a slower and more melancholic tone.Eventually, I lean forward, swirling the last of my whiskey in the glass. "Now, you can come up clean with me, Kellan. Why did you go to the chamber of archives first before reporting to me?"I watch as he hesitates for a moment, taking another gulp. The alcohol seems to have loosened him, but I can still see the calculation going on behind his eyes."I was driven under the sense of great emergency, my Alpha," he says. "After what occurred, I strongly believed those who struck against the throne would do it again some
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