“Stella,” came Collin’s voice.
Stella stirred awake immediately, startled. She turned to face Collin, who was at the entrance of her tent, poking his head inside as he stood outside.
“What is it?” she asked groggily as she rubbed her eyes. She squinted at him, wondering why he was there. “Ragnar?”
“He hasn’t returned,” Collin whispered as he bent lower and slipped inside, closing the tent behind him.
Stella sat up, pulling the covers around herself as she frowned.
“What are you doing?” she asked incredulously.
“Shh…” Collin hushed with an awkward smile, he had a glint in his eyes that she didn’t like.
She pushed herself backward until her back was flush against the tent pole, staring at him in confusion.
“What are you doing? Why are you in here?” she asked again.
Before she could
