Lucian's pov
Since the last time I made Elara cum, I hadn't been myself.
And even worse still, she was acting like it didn't matter.
A knock sounded on the door.
"Are you inside, Brother?"
"Yeah. Come in."
Killian stepped into the room with that same relaxed smile, he had been wearing for days now.
Lately, my brother was always in a good mood. The tournament always did that to people.
He crossed the room and clasped my forearm firmly. "You look like you haven't slept in days."
"There hasn't been time."
"So you always say."
Killian dropped into one of the chairs in my study and as he sat, I noticed a scent on him.
It was her.
"You smell like her," I said.
"I train her, brother. It's not strange for her scent to linger."
Silence settled between us.
Killian broke it first. "I still fail to understand why you want to make him Beta, Brother. It makes no sense. And how are you sure he would even agree?"
"He would," I said.
