“He’s right, Poppy.” Kieran crossed his arms. “If you’re anything like an Atlantian after they finish their Culling, then you will need to feed more than usual.” “It’s so annoying when you two tag-team me,” I muttered. Casteel opened his mouth as what sounded like a choked laugh came from Kieran. “What?” I frowned, and then my eyes widened, my face heating. “That was not what I meant!” “Good. Because I think you like that kind of—” “Casteel,” I hissed.