Chapter 28Kallan pressed her fingers against the stone of Rune's window. Her body shook as she stared at the moon, pooling all her anger into her hands. Torunn, Geirolf, Daggon, Bergen, and Gudrun watched in silent worry. Her breathing was erratic.
“How far do I have to push?” Kallan's growl trembled with anger.
“You could wait here,” Torunn said.
“Or the war room,” Geirolf suggested, knowing Rune's contempt for changed habitat.
Bergen crossed his arms over his bare chest and leaned in the doorway. “You know him as well as I. Regardless of where she goes, he'll only skirt around her.”
“He pushes her away with as much resolve as you couple with one,” Geirolf grumbled.
Anger glowed in Kallan's eye as she turned from the window and settled her attention on Rune's brother as if to rebut.
