Gaven
I do not leave the room immediately.
I stand in the corner, arms crossed, body rigid, while Maelis gathers her instruments and keeps her face deliberately neutral. I feel Fern's presence like an open wound even after she's dressed. She looks fragile, but guarded, bracing herself for whatever comes next.
When the Omega, Michelle, arrives to escort her, Fern hesitates. Not because she's afraid of leaving my side, but because she's afraid of staying of staying in the Blackmoor Pack.
That realization is the first c***k. She has every right to be afraid of staying after everything that she has endured.
Her eyes flicker to me for some sort of guidance but I don't have any. I am unable to speak right now, because I am afraid if I do it will only frighten her more than she a
