Right hands balled into fists. They placed them over the center of their chests and then sank onto one knee, lowering their heads as the ones on the street had done. All of them—the wolven in the courtyard, the ones on the wall, on the steps and between the pillars. I felt a little dizzy as Jasper and Kieran turned to us and followed suit. “They have never done that for me,” Casteel remarked under his breath. Kieran lifted his head just enough for me to see that he smirked. “I don’t know why they’re doing it for me.” He glanced down at me, his brows knitted. “It’s because you have the blood—”
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