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Anchorage on our territory. Why have you decided to work and now live in a city run by vampires?” He ran one hand over his cropped blond hair and let out a slow breath, a wry smile playing at his lips. “I don’t get it, man. You could be back in Alaska and up to your ass in willing she-wolves who would do just about anything to be the next queen. Hell, Christina’s made no secret that she wants you for herself,” David said, referring to the she-wolf who was at the top of the king’s potential daughter-in-law list and also happened to be the daughter of the general of their military. “The entire society knows she’s the most suitable choice for queen.”
    â€œIt’s a moot point.” Killian shrugged. “Christina doesn’t bear the mark.”
    â€œOh man.” David ran his hand over his head and rolled his eyes. “So you’re telling me that you’re only gonna mate with some dream-woman who has the mark of the moon on her shoulder? With all due respect, she may not even exist.”
    â€œI believe she does,” Killian said firmly. “Don’t make me sorry I told you about that.”
    â€œYeah.” David laughed. “If it hadn’t been for too much champagne the other night, you probably wouldn’t have.”
    â€œTrue.” Killian pointed at him with his fork before dropping it in the sink with the empty Chinese food container. “But it doesn’t change the fact that I have no intention of ever mating with Christina.”
    â€œFine. Don’t hook up with her,” David said quickly. “You could be looking for your dream girl with the moon mark in wolf packs in the other territories, and instead you’re hanging around a coven of vampires. This city is crowded and dirty, and it stinks. I can only imagine what the stench will be like in the heat of summer.” He let out a sigh and shrugged, his voice edged with sadness. “Don’t you miss the fresh air? The mountains? I mean, I don’t know about you, but if I don’t get to run as a wolf soon, I think I’m gonna lose my fuckin’ mind. I know your father wants to improve relations with the vampires…but…”
    â€œWe’ve run in Central Park.”
    â€œIt’s not the same, man, and you know it.” David looked at him earnestly. “It still feels like we’re caged in. That’s what this city is, Killian. It’s one enormous cage.”
    Silence hung heavily between them and regret flickered over David’s face, showing he undoubtedly believed he’d been a bit too honest with the prince. Killian nodded slowly and stood to his full height, about a half a foot taller than David. The guard squared his shoulders and his jaw clenched, as though bracing for the how-dare-you flogging he obviously expected.
    â€œWell, I did ask for honesty, didn’t I?” Killian narrowed his eyes as a smile cracked his face. “I know my choices don’t make sense to you—or anyone else, for that matter—but I have my reasons.”
    â€œThat reason wouldn’t be named Sadie would it?”
    â€œMaybe.” Killian kept his voice calm. Snagging a paper towel, he wiped his hands and leveled a serious stare at David. “And maybe the reason you don’t mind going to the club is because of a certain DJ.”
    â€œI—I don’t—” David paled.
    â€œIt’s fine, David.” Killian’s expression softened and he tossed the paper towel in the trash can. “My point is that all of us have secrets. Your private life is your own…just like mine is.”
    â€œUnderstood.” David stilled and paused before adding, “But with all due respect, I’m not the heir to the throne.”
    â€œGood night, David.” Killian patted his friend on the shoulder and gave him a sad smile. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
    David’s voice