Kael steps into the den with that quiet, controlled confidence that always makes the air tighten around him, his golden eyes locking onto Lira instantly as the faint glow of his rings brightens, and he lets a low rumble roll from his chest as he approaches her without breaking eye contact, then he leans in just close enough for his breath to brush the inside of her ear and says in that deep velvet voice that always unravels her, “Come here, pretty girl, I’ve been thinking about you the whole damn walk back, and I want to feel every inch of you against me right now.”