Cronan’s POV
Hands running over my skin, a mouth gliding over my throat.
I licked my lips, groggy, as soft lips pressed to mine. Humming, my hand slipped down along her spine, pulling her close to me, hand raking up through long hair. She hummed back and I froze, eyes snapping open.
Aurelia?
Pushing her off of me, she whined from where she’d rolled onto her back, pouting up at me. “Where’s Violet?” I asked, remembering.
The look in those gold eyes, the way her hand had pressed to my chest.
Violet.
She’d been acting funny and then—
Did I fall asleep?
Lifting myself from the bed, I pulled on clothing, sniffing at the air. I couldn’t feel her but . . . I hadn’t been able to sense her for a bit now. Something was wrong with our link, our connect
