Hades~
"Let me get this straight," Kael said, pointing at me with a smirk. "The Lycan King, the man who can kill with just a look, tried to make a joke?"
I shot him a glare, my patience fraying at the edges. He was skating on dangerous ground, but Kael rarely had the sense to stop himself. The room felt smaller, the tension between us thick in the air. But Kael, as usual, seemed oblivious, still grinning like he was amused by his own audacity.
"Kael," I growled, my tone holding a warning. "You're testing me."
He tilted his head, raising an eyebrow. "Come on, Hades. You joking? That's like a wolf trying to wear sheep's clothing. It just doesn't suit you."
I could feel my jaw tightening. I took a step forward, closing the gap between us. Kael's smirk faltered for a brief moment, but he held his ground, like always. He had his uses, but his mouth ran faster than his survival instincts sometimes.
