Kael's POV
With everyone else gone, I was left alone to watch over the house—and her. Sitting on the sofa, I continued my work from home, juggling meetings and the rest of my tasks while keeping a careful eye on her through the wall-sized glass window.
She remained on the lawn, Vixen lazily curled at her side, while Fluffy darted around in playful circles. She sat there like a still point in the world, unmoving, unbothered, as if time itself had no hold over her.
A thought struck me. Maybe years locked in small rooms, denied the world outside, had shaped her into this. She could sit in the same spot for an entire day, unaffected—not just physically, but mentally too. Nothing seemed to disturb her.
I had been furious when I learned she had a mate and a child. The twenty-four hours I spent locked in my room—what I endured alone—was unbearable. A living hell. If I had stepped out, I wasn't sure what I might have done to her.
How could she even dare to have a mate when....
