George

It's been a week since Kendell returned to Silver Wolves, a week plus since my wife was held captive, and for Alexa, I suspected two weeks.

And yet Kendell had ordered we stay back a bit. Sometimes I wonder if that interpreter knew what he was doing.

Kia had visited—something I haven't told Kendell about. I didn't want him getting worked up. I bet he had enough on his plate.

"Hey, man," Darius, Irikah's friend or something, tapped me on my shoulder, bringing me out of thought.

I jolted back but became composed when I saw it was him. "Hey," I responded coldly, the wind of the night blowing...