“Jensen,” my father warned, but the man was beyond listening to reason.
“Three months!” Jensen shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Kane. “Three months my mate has been in that bastard’s dungeons while you’ve been what, taking nature walks?”
“I was hiding like a damn coward,” Kane admitted, his words falling into the sudden silence that followed.
Everyone stared at him in shock. I’d expected him to make excuses, to justify his absence with the truth about being cursed, unable to return. Instead, he’d just owned up to his failures with brutal honesty.
“I will not make excuses for my actions,” he continued, his voice carrying across the room. “You just need to know I had my reasons, and I thought isolating myself was the best decision for my kingdom. Now I see it was not, and I’m set
