I blinked.
He had been paying attention.
Of course he had.
“You believe the boys belong here,” he said.
“I know they belong here.”
His eyes softened.
“Then bring those pups home.”
My throat closed.
Damn him.
Damn him for saying exactly the right thing and making it sound like a command, a blessing, and a promise all at once.
“I will,” I whispered.
Caelin cupped the back of my neck and pressed his forehead to mine.
For one second, court, custody, Bloodclaw, Crescent Moon, all of it blurred at the edges.
Only him.
Only us.
Then he stepped back before I had to.
Because he was learning me so well it was starting to become dangerous.
I saw the moment his eyes glazed and he started to talk in his mind to someone else.
I rolled my eyes.
“Guards?”
“Yes.”
“I am going to court,
