Simone
“Absolutely not.”
Kane crossed his arms, looking every inch the stubborn king he was born to be. We’d been going in circles for three hours now, and my patience was wearing thin.
“It’s the only way,” I said for what felt like the hundredth time. “Kellan will try to get inside your head the moment he sees you. We need protection.”
“I don’t need magical interference in my mind.”
“You don’t need to be his puppet either.”
Dash snorted from where he was leaning against the wall. “She’s got a point, man. You want to walk in there defenseless?”
“I’m not defenseless,” Kane growled, his eyes flashing red for a second.
“Against magic? Yeah, you are,” Janelle said quietly from her spot at the table. She’d been silent through most of our argument, just watching and listening. “Your son’
