Keel Shield Hero Novels & Stories

"Kael, no. You can't carry that. It’s too much for one person." Kael didn't look at me. He looked at the Seer. The man who had once been a cold, detached Alpha, the man who had feared witches more than death, didn't hesitate. "Do it," he said. "Kael, listen to me” I started, but he cut me off by cupping my face. His eyes were a fractured, beautiful blue, filled with a love so fierce it hurt more than the silver fire. "Asha, I spent my whole life being a shield for people who didn't deserve it. Let me be a shield for the only person who does."

“An old friend of Angie's from Pearl Harbour, wasn't it? What did you discuss?” I gave a slight shrug, choosing my words carefully. “Turns out, Kael isn't a rogue or part of Rebecca's faction. He's a member of the Guardians. He was trying to protect us from a potential civil war. That's the simplest way to put it.” “Is that true?” Mom asked, searching my eyes for confirmation. I nodded, offering a small, reassuring smile as I took another bite of the lasagna. A moment later, Malcolm walked over. I held out a forkful for him to try.