"I've sent word as securely as I can to both Hope and Serena. They know you're safe."
The look she gives me could freeze hell twice over. "I suppose you want me to thank you?"
What I want is for her to let me hold her while she falls apart. What I want is to piece her back together with my hands, my mouth, my soul---what's left of it.
But she's planted her feet in the rocky Scottish earth like she's ready for war, so I stay where I am and meet that frozen gaze head-on.
"You don't need to thank me, but you have to understand. If we're going to make it, Nova... If this thing is going to---" I blow out a harsh breath as I drag a hand through my hair. "I'm not keeping you from them to be cruel. I have to tread carefully. We have to lie low, and---"
"You're still talking to your father, a
