"Seraphina," Kaelion whispered again.
The sound was a jagged edge. He reached out, his large, calloused hand trembling, actually shaking as he hovered just inches from my shredded shift. He looked at the obsidian shards still glinting in the raw meat of my shoulder.
I didn't look at him. I didn't give him the satisfaction of seeing my tears. I kept my eyes fixed on Nyssa’s feet, her toes blue and curled in the snow.
"Don't... touch... me," I rasped, my voice a dry, rattling ghost of its former self.
Kaelion flinched as if I had shoved a dagger into his ribs. He stood up, the full, terrifying height of the Alpha returning, and the atmosphere in the courtyard turned from a trial to a m******e.
"Andre," Kaelion’s voice was a low, vibrating hum that made the stones beneath us tremble.
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