Kael.
"You were framed… wrongfully." The young man who was probably around our age said slowly. Coldly. His voice so deep and so sharp, it had me so stuck in place, one would think he'd compelled me.
But it wasn't his voice or the words that he spoke that had this much hold on me. It was his eyes. His familiar eyes that seemed to bore into my soul. It was his face too— hairless, smooth oval…and almost ladylike that pulled me in like a damn magnet. It was unlike anything I've ever seen, and if I didn't know better, I would have said that he was a woman in disguise.
As if knowing my line of thoughts, he smirked. His eyes trailed from my face to my lips tentatively and then he lowered his eye smugly, "…if you release that woman, Alpha, despite everything she's done— even if you're doing it because you know she's grieving— your people will hate you for it. They would question your judgment… and you would be killing the one woman who you should have killed seven years ago."
