The limo door slammed shut behind us, sealing us in tense silence. My heartbeat still hadn't slowed from our confrontation with Valerius on the ice. I stared at Kaelen, who sat across from me, his jaw tight as granite, his eyes fixed somewhere beyond the tinted windows.
"You knew," I said, my voice deceptively quiet. "You knew Valerius was aware I wasn't marked."
Kaelen's gaze snapped to mine. "Seraphina—"
"Don't." I held up my hand. "Don't you dare try to charm your way out of this one. You deliberately kept me in the dark about something that directly affects me."
His shoulders tensed. "I was handling it."
"Handling it?" I laughed bitterly. "Is that what you call letting me walk blindly into an ambush? I looked like a fool out there!"
"You looked nothing like a fool," he countered. "You were magnificent. The way you stood up to him—"
