|Nieves|
“The wedding at the end of the month…” Kairos’ voice sliced through the stillness of the night. “It seems that it’s no longer possible.”
I turned to look at him, not entirely surprised. It wasn’t as if I had been eagerly awaiting it.
“Well, I agree,” I murmured, though the words felt hollow, lacking any real conviction.
Krista, standing between us, shifted her gaze from Kairos to me. She hummed thoughtfully, a quiet sound of contemplation, before slowly shaking her head. The movement caught my attention, everyone’s attention actually, but it was the way her eyes lingered on me that truly unsettled me.
“No, you still can,” she said matter-of-factly. “But Alpha Kairos,” she stopped and glanced at Kairos. “You shouldn’t mark her until she comes of age.”
I stiffened. Marking. Th
