Fiona
My entire body was on fire. It hadn’t stopped when Canon left—desolation had just settled in my chest. I needed him. I needed his touch. I needed him to wrap his arms around me. That physical touch to settle me, to soothe me—but he was running as fast as he could in the opposite direction.
Falling to my knees, I sobbed, but I wasn’t alone for long. Knox and Nico stormed in, a look of panic on their faces. Both of them stopped short and stared at me.
“Fiona,” Knox whispered. “Oh, baby.”
Surging forward, he picked me up from the floor and pressed his body against mine. It soothed me, and an odd sound escaped my throat.
“She’s purring,” Nico whispered as he moved toward us. I felt his hands settle on my waist. “She’s purring for you.”
Compelled by my need for him, too, I turned an
