Chapter Sixty-Two

Kaelith had to skip to keep up with Graeven’s determined strides. She tried to stifle a laugh each time Graeven would glare at any male looking in their direction. The only other way he could act more primal is if he threw her over his shoulder to carry her the rest of the way into the packhouse. He shoved the front doors open and didn’t stop, refusing to allow Kaelith’s scent to linger even a sec