"I never asked." Yakov tried to act casual as if it hadn't bothered him. But both he and his wolf knew that they had stayed up all night to make sure, wondering if Blaise was called to the chambers where Bree usually slept. At that point, he glared at a certain man who was the cause of his sleepless night.
He had thought that he was doing a good job in pretending that he wasn't bothered but it seemed like he didn't do it too right. Great. Just great. Now that Ahmar had caught him, this man would tease him until he would be dying out of humiliation.
"Don't glare at him," Ahmar remarked as he took a bite of a whole poached egg. "He will be quite smug if you give him the satisfaction."
"I heard that!"
"I wasn't exactly whispering either," Ahmar called back as he raised his hand and caught the grape that was flung at him before popping it in his mouth. "Now you don't want to be treated as a barbarian by our queen, do you?"
