The Human Among Wolves
Chapter 150
Aurora
“So… what did you need to talk about?”
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I asked once we found a table tucked away in the far corner of the canteen. The noise of the room seemed distant here, but the
stares definitely weren’t. Eyes flicked toward us every few seconds–curious, judgmental, whispering.
Of course they were. Kael never did subtle. And after that stupid photo going around? They probably thought this was some follow-
up episode to the scandal.
I kept my gaze on him anyway, refusing to shrink under it.
Kael leaned back in his chair a little, watching me with that annoyingly unreadable expression of his. “I wanted to ask how you’re
doing,” he said finally. “I saw the photo yesterday. And I honestly have no idea who took it.”
I shrugged, even though the memory still made my stomach twist. “Yeah. I’m fine.” My voice sounded steadier than I felt. “But why
do I get the feeling that’s not the only reason you wanted to talk?”
One of his brows lifted slightly, an amused spark flickering in his eyes.
“What are you now, a mind reader?” he teased.
I snorted, rolling my eyes. “Very funny.”
His smile widened just a little, but he didn’t deny it. He didn’t have to. He was clearly holding back more.
And suddenly, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hear it.
“My brat of a little brother saw the photo,” Kael said after a few minutes, irritation slipping into his voice, “and guess what? He snitched on me. Straight to my father.”
I stopped mid–breath.
Slowly, I lifted my head to look at him, searching his expression for any sign that this was some kind of joke.
It wasn’t.
“What?” The word came out tight, barely a whisper. “What do you mean… snitched?”
Kael’s jaw flexed, and he let out a humorless laugh, eyes narrowing some memory I couldn’t see.
“Exactly what it sounds like,” he muttered, leaning forward slightly. He saw the picture and couldn’t wait to run and tell on me.”
My fingers tightened around my drink, a cold knot forming low in my stomach.
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Chapter 150
Kael dragged a hand through his hair, frustration rolling off him so early I could almost feel it in the air.
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“My father already hand–picked the perfect little princess I’m supposed to marry,” he said, his voice sharp with annoyance. “Some high–status Lycan girl born into power. One of those precious blood hes he worships so damn much.”
I blinked, the knot in my stomach twisting tighter.
“And… that’s a problem why?” My voice was steadier than I expected
He scoffed, leaning back in his chair, his gaze cutting to mine like it was the only solid thing in a room full of noise.
“Because apparently,” he continued, sarcasm dripping from every word, “I’m not allowed to even look at a girl unless she’s been pre-
approved and gift–wrapped by a royal council.”
His eyes flicked down to my lips for half a second–quick, almost unnoticeable–before meeting mine again.
“And you?” he said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “You’re definitely not on the approved list.”
“And that bothers you?” I asked quietly..
Kael leaned in then–elbows on the table, shoulders relaxed, expression carved from equal parts irritation and temptation.
“Yeah,” he said. “It bothers me a hell of a lot.”
My breath caught.
He smirked, sensing it.
“So now,” Kael continued, his tone shifting into a dangerous kind of amusement, “my father has questions. About you. About why
I’d be wasting my time with some nobody girl.”
His eyes softened at the last part–like the word ‘nobody‘ tasted wrong on his tongue.
My heart thudded painfully.
“And what did you tell him?” I asked.
Kael’s jaw clenched, but his voice was smooth when he answered:
“That he should really mind his own damn business.”
He exhaled through his nose, staring down at his hands like the words were fighting their way out.
“My father already has my entire life boxed and labeled,” he muttered. “Who I’m supposed to marry. Who I’m supposed to protect.
Who I’m supposed to stay away from.”
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The Human Among Wolves

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