Lucien POVThe iron door of the briefing room clicked shut as Julian stepped into the hallway.Kael sat in my lap on the wooden bench, his boots resting on the floorboards. His cheek leaned against my shoulder armor. Sweat dampened the dark hair at his forehead, and his breath came in slow, heavy hitches against my collar.I kept my left arm locked around his waist, holding him flush against my chest."I need to get my pistol, Vale," Kael murmured, his hand resting on my forearm."Sit still," I growled softly, my red eyes watching his pale cheekbones. "Your heart is beating like a trapped bird.""I am fine," Kael rasped, trying to push himself up. "I just need water.""You are not fine," I said.I shifted my right palm. My fingers spread over his heavy velvet coat, moving down past his belt line to check his core temperature. The skin beneath his clothes felt hot, almost burning through the thick fabric.Then, a sudden vibration hit my palm.***I froze completely.My hand stayed flat
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