HAILEY
However, I don't realize Eamon has moved closer until something warm brushes against my hand.
For a second, I almost jump.
But then his fingers slide between mine and hold.
My breath catches, my head immediately turning toward him.
Eamon however doesn't look at me.
Instead, he's looking straight ahead while we follow Alpha Blackwood through the estate like this is the most normal thing in the world.
Like he hasn't just completely derailed my train of thought.
The worst part? I don't pull away.
Because I know exactly why he's doing it.
He's done it before many times in the past.
After difficult meetings.
After intense training drills.
After speeches.
After those moments when people looked at me and saw my fathers before they saw me.
Or worse—
When they looked at me an
