Book 5 Contacting Home
Theon's POV After giving a quick lick to Trinity's cheek, I dashed out the door. Probably not the smartest thing, but I wanted to feel that bit of closeness to her as I could. The bond was powerful, and the urge to show her our true selves had started to rattle my brain. How in the hell were we going to do it without making her freak the f**k out? Then again, our mother took it with stride, but she had a bit of royal blood in her. Shifting in front of Trinity would be a no. No human could stomach that, could they? My feet lightly hit the leaves as I continued to patter through the forest floor. My nose was in the air, twitching at any sort of familiar smell of our bag. A mixture of Thaddeus and my scents intertwined the bag, and the scent of his leather and my whisky smell was faint but
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