Draven.
"Let your mistress know I never stopped her from seeing Xamira," I said, glancing toward Kira with a firm but steady tone. "She is free to visit the child whenever she wants. Let everything that happened… stay in the past."
Kira bowed immediately. "Yes, Alpha. I will inform her."
Then she turned and quietly excused herself from the dining room.
I picked up my cutlery again, my fingers just settling on the silverware, when a familiar voice echoed through the hall.
"Brother!"
I didn't have to look to know who it was. There was only one person with that kind of voice and energy.
I lifted my eyes to see Dennis grinning from ear to ear, striding up to the table with the ease of a man who didn't know tension if it slapped him across the face.
We clasped arms, and he leaned in briefly for a brotherly embrace.
"Took you long enough to join us for dinner," I said.
