I glanced briefly at Casek, then followed after Lochlan. I’d had a scathing reply primed on the tip of my tongue, but it had fizzled even before Lochlan intervened because of the vulnerability Casek had displayed in admitting his fear of losing me. As the only person in the world who witnessed what he’d experienced losing his sister, I knew better than anyone what he’d suffered, and I didn’t want him to go through that pain again. Lochlan led me back to my bedroom and closed the door behind us, slowly pacing. “Have a seat.” He motioned to the bed. I did as he requested and remained quiet. “I know you’re desperate to stop the Gorda. Your grief is still so raw, and it feeds the fear inside you. These are understandable responses to the situation; however, you don’t fully grasp the difficulty
