The Hidden Mark

"KAELEN'S POV"

"What the hell was that about?" Nash asked with concern the second we stepped back inside my office.

I walked over to my chair, held his gaze for a beat, and sat down. "Take a seat," I told him.

"Spill it!" Nash demanded, dropping into the chair directly across from me. His eyes had been bored into the side of my head ever since those men walked out, and I knew he was dying to he