But what could he have done? Allow Alexis to die? Watch them hurt each other? He couldn't stomach that. Not when he knew the truth.
Keelion was his friend. And Alexis was a mistreated woman he surprisingly cared for—someone he had promised to protect even if it cost him his life.
Actually, it was fine. Keelion could possibly kill him for this and that was okay. He would be willing to accept the death penalty, but before that happens, he would make sure to take good enough care of Alexis and return her back to him, safe and sound with no need to ever worry about her well-being.
"I'm sorry," he whispered to himself. "I'm sorry…Keelion. I'm sure you must despise me by now for thi—"
"Blaming yourself?" The familiar voice sounded, snapping him back to reality. He turned his head to lock eyes with Kaelis who was approaching him with his hands shoved into the pocket of his slacks.
"You wouldn't understand a thing." Augustus left the door and began to head off.
