Feeling disconcerted about Kyra and what she was about to do, but not worried about his own safety as he could hold his own against any of the clan members , Luka stalked out of his room leaving Cole behind. He walked down the corridor where paintings of past clan chiefs and their mates hung on the walls, keeping watch as if to guide the clan on its way.He made his way outside towards the, garage near the stables where he and his cars were parked.
The gray clouds were darkening, the smell of a rainstorm gathering power and a cold breeze whipping around him. He hoped the rain would hold off until after he reached the church. He could still see some of the warriors still practicing fighting with swords, their weapons singing as steel met steel.
Some of them stay away looking, while they en
