Twenty minutes from now, Kael Ashenvale would find himself on all fours, being rebirthed against his will, fresh off losing a game of horny hide and seek, while his brother threw a king-sized tantrum.
But that was future Kael's problem. Fuck that guy.
Present-day Kael had just entered the restricted section of the library with Jaxon and Lux behind him and saw Sterling trying to get a lantern's attention.
The lantern was too busy reading a scroll, pretending Sterling didn't exist, and it was the funniest thing Kael had seen all week.
He grinned. Been there. Done that. Followed possessed wolf girl through a goddamn mystery portal once.
Jaxon shoved past Kael like he was a curtain, cutting straight towards her.
"Is she speaking Archaic Draken-Vorah?"
A chorus of furious "SHHHH!" hit them from all sides. The librarians attacked in unison like a cardigan-wearing hive mind that hadn't gotten laid since the last century.
"Yes," Sterling answered in a low voice, jaw tight.
