Chapter Thirty-Five
I watched as Ronan gave directions in the distance to those loading their carts, making sure nothing was left behind. He looked over everything with an eye only some wished they had. He didn’t want to leave anything that they might need behind.
I watched as Audrey followed him around like a puppy, hanging off his every word, always trying to brush her chest against his arm or look up at him with big round eyes. Just the attention-seeking motives that made me sick to my stomach.
“She’s not going too is she?” I asked Tarlo, who stood next to me.
“Who?” He asked.
“That one.” I nodded to her as she wrote something down on her clipboard once more.
“Oh the one always in heat?” Tarlo laughed. “Yea she’s going.”
I felt uneasy as I watched her interact with Ronan. I
