Chapter Seventy-One

Graeven sat heavily in his office chair. On the other side of his desk, Lucar and Thane did the same. Graeven smirked at Lucar who was adjusting his jaw, checking to see if Graeven had succeeded in breaking it.

“Did you have to go for the face?” Lucar asked, glaring at his friend. “I have a date tonight. A sure thing and now my jaw will be bruised.”

Graeven shrugged. “Don’t touch my fated-mate du