Three knocks landed on my bedroom door. My room had been so blissfully quiet before that, but it was time to have that important conversation. I straightened my skirt out and went to open it. I was strangely nervous about this, even though I knew there was nothing to be nervous about.
“Come in.” I said after opening it. Kael had his dark hair in a bun today. Even with him distrusting the witches so much, his clothes made him seem more magic than vampire. He wore a loose fitting white shirt, with dark brown trousers. All he would need is some tattoos and he’d fit right in with them.
Kael stepped into my room, which wasn’t a place he often saw. We generally met in the library or outside, but today was a different kind of talk. I couldn’t risk anyone overhearing this, and that letter woul
