I rolled my eyes, pretending Kael’s accusation wasn’t aimed straight at me.
“Has it really come to this?” I asked, letting my voice tremble just enough. “You don’t trust me anymore? You actually think I arranged your kidnapping?”
He chuckled, low and bitter, the sound rumbling deep in his chest like distant thunder over pack lands.
“If you had no part in it,” he said, golden eyes narrowing, “then why did you look so unhappy to see me alive?”
Tears welled up on cue, hot and convincing against my cheeks, but inside my heart hammered so violently I feared his heightened werewolf senses would hear it. Everything was unraveling. The suspicion was turning toward me now.
“Are you serious, Kael?” I whispered, letting the tears spill. “I stood by you after Elena died. I stayed. And this
