I need a moment to fully understand what Caleb is saying, because there’s no way he could mean what I think he means. He can’t possibly be planning to go look for Samuel himself!
Yet, as he looks at me, I can clearly see the fiery determination in his eyes.
“If the Council needs proof before they will act, then I will bring them the proof that they need,” he says.
“Caleb, you can’t,” I say. Immediately, his gaze hardens. No one tells the king what he can or cannot do. He detests orders; I learned that from our time in the farmhouse. Even so, with his life at stake, I press onwards. “You are the Alpha King. If anything were to happen to you, the entire kingdom would fall into chaos.”
“It’s already in chaos,” Caleb replies. With a huff, he adds, “I have no one to send in my stead who I
