Aoife _____ I slammed the door to my room. The walk back to the hotel had been long and awkward; I could feel the bristling tension of Brin and Matthew behind me as well as Davin's desperation. Scarlett had still not roused and was being carried on a wolf's back. Despite all of that, I didn't turn to check on anyone; I simply held my head high and marched on, holding onto my anger. I felt terrible, especially for Scarlett and more for Matthew, who had been wounded while saving me. I hadn't even asked how he was; I should have been helping him, but that would look as if I'd chosen him. The day was long and tiring, but I had to keep it together. After what I'd just said, I couldn't let anyone know that I was afraid. And boy was I afraid. My legs trembled as I made my way to the minibar; h

