Zave had told her to go back to sleep. Devon could tell by the number of orgasms he dished out that he was trying to exhaust her. He’d reassured her that all of the Kindred were bunking together in the next room and that the only reason they had their own was because this was their wedding night.
But it didn’t matter how much he tried to soothe her, relax her or reassure her, every time she heard a noise or he moved an inch, she pounced up expecting to see him sneaking out.
Eventually, he did.
Instead of lying in bed alone, listening to nothing, worrying about the man she’d just married, she went to the next room to join Kadie and Zara after she heard them laughing, a sure sign that they weren’t sleeping. Devon thought she’d be in for the long haul, she expected to pace and worry for ho
