Ha’ven strode down the long, narrow path to the hut Saba Monda had shown to him earlier. His blood boiled with jealousy. It had taken every bit of his self-control not to kill the Moniker. The thought of any other male touching her was like pouring fuel on a fire. He had wanted to rip the other male’s hand off when he reached to touch Emma’s cheek. His arms tightened around her slender figure as she relaxed back against him.
“It’s so beautiful here,” Emma sighed. “I’ve never seen so many stars in my life.”
Ha’ven heard the ache in her voice. “What is it, misha petite? Something is bothering you,” he asked quietly, slowing his pace so she could have more time to enjoy the stars above.
“I wonder how my mom is, and...,” she answered in a small voice. “Sometimes I feel guilty that I’m not t
