I'm not alone, Danielle thought to herself, starting to feel calmer. She nearly relaxed when suddenly she remembered, he knew. He knew and he's like me and didn't tell me. All he gave me were those stupid cryptic comments.
Her heart began to race. Who else knew? Her eyes drooped with exhaustion, but she couldn't sleep. Sleep was impossible. She wasn't safe.
But he was here. He didn't attack her. Could he protect her? Would he protect her? Did she need protected?
He brushed his muzzle against her paws, as if sensing her unease.
She couldn't ask the questions playing her mind and even if she could, Seth couldn't answer. But his ears flicked back, his tail low. Guilt?
Suddenly her muscles trembled, heat crawling up her spine. No, no, not again!
Pain slammed into her, sharp and sudden.
