The Beta's Kitchen

Selah's POV

He didn't offer a single word in response, but I didn't need him to. The sharp clench of his jaw said enough. Even in the dimming light of the courtyard, I could see his fists tightening at his sides, the knuckles stark white against the creeping dusk. It was a physical reaction, at least. Proof that the question had hit a nerve, that he wasn't as indifferent to the curse as he preten