Denying the Bond

Kaelen's P.O.V.

Beatrix barged through the heavy oak doors, her arms overflowing with divination crystals and thick wax candles. She kicked the door shut with her heel.

"I just heard the most interesting thing, Kaelen." She paraded into my office as if she owned the place.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and dragged my exhausted gaze back down to the satellite map illuminating my desk. "I am re