Dex locked the door behind him. The bolt sliding home was the loudest sound in the room, and it said everything his mouth hadn't yet.
This conversation had one exit, and he was standing in front of it.
Gav didn't look up, sharpening his blade.
"What. Happened." Dex's voice was quiet. Controlled. The voice he used before battles, when the stakes were high enough that emotion was a liability.
Gav's hand stopped. His throat moved and the cocky, irreverent, untouchable Gamma of Drakenfell looked at his Alpha and his best friend and did the thing that Gavriel Sterling almost never did.
He told the truth without a joke wrapped around it.
"I kissed Serena."
The words hit the air and the air rejected them. The room got smaller. Dex's vision tunneled to a single point, which was Gav's face. Hearing it from his best friend's mouth was worse than hearing it behind a tapestry.
"You kissed her."
"Yes. And she pushed me away."
