“It just shows up out of nowhere and has the audacity to walk out! Where did it go?!” Violet hissed, glancing about the campsite, raging. “I should kill it for lying to me, for causing all of this grief—”
An encompassing hug from behind, arms holding her tightly to his body.
Cronan.
He didn’t know what to do.
She felt out of control, so full of hatred—and all he could think to do was hold her.
That’s all he ever seemed to do anyway. All he could do lately.
“Don’t try to stop m—”
But she couldn’t get it out as he turned her, crushing her face to his chest. Struggling against him for a moment, she quickly relaxed into him, feeling that same methodical humming, that prodding, coaxing sound. He could lull her to sleep while she stood, she was thinking, t
