"I'm sorry, son," Kalen chokes out, groaning. Turning my head, I look at him. Kalen's face is so swollen he is barely recognizable. He coughs before placing his fingers in his mouth and removing a tooth. Valen's answer is a growl as I rush to help Kalen stand. The sound of cracking bones reaches my ears as I hear Valen shift back behind me. Keeping a grip on Kalen, who is unsteady on his feet, we move toward his car, and I fish his keys out of his pocket and unlocked his car for him.
"I'm alright, dear. Go, check on my son," he hisses, falling heavily in his seat. With a nod, I turned to find Valen had walked back to his car.
"Valen?" I call, and he turns to look at me as I walk over to him. The look he gave me made me stop.
"You knew, you knew and said nothing," he says. I bite the ins
