Chapter 15: Kaden

Landon’s POV

My gaze travels from the wrought iron gates where Marcus has run off to the man who pops his head out of the Tesla.

Evander Frost - cousin, friend, ally but most of all, the man who has been destined to also share our mate. What is he doing here?

Evander hangs an elbow outside the window of his car and he tips his head at me. Unlike the thunderstorm that colours my hair, Evander’s is black as midnight, sharply groomed and neatly slicked back. Tall and slender with sharp, twinkling blue eyes, Evander looks like a graceful prince on a fun day out. The Goddess has been kind to him, he does not need to shoulder the burden of being an Alpha.

“Aren’t you glad to see me?” he asks. His smile is warm, a glimmer of casualness in this otherwise strained situation.

The air is heavy with tension but I manage a civil greeting for my cousin. "Yes," I say, nodding slightly. It is an honest answer. "It's been a while."

His smile widens "It certainly has," he replies.

His sudden appe