Unruffled, Daneth continued his bemused, curious study of Seke. “Is it the s*****y that bothers you, or your attraction to the human?”
He released Daneth, suddenly disgusted with himself. He was a Master Warrior, a self-disciplined teacher of the battle arts. A male who never lost his temper or acted with emotion. What had happened to him?
It was true, Zander had also suffered as he’d become attached to his human mate. He’d become irritable, irrational. Did this mean Seke had grown to...love Leora?
But he couldn’t get attached. He wasn’t free to mate—he’d made a vow of celibacy in his dead mate’s memory. Breaking it would be dishonoring himself and her.
“It’s both,” he muttered to answer Daneth’s question, and walked away before the male could probe him further.
“If you like, I could
