~Kade~
We were inside her cottage. It was exactly as I remembered it. She was running around in the small space, fixing the kettle and lighting a fire.
“Analise,” I said as the others sat on the chairs with quizzical looks in their eyes.
“How is— Why did… what’s happening?” she said to herself as he scrambled for cups.
“Please stop.” I grabbed her hand and held her still.
Her eyes penetrated mine. An intense feeling slammed me in the chest when I saw her fearful gaze.
“Let’s sit and talk,” I said and guided her to her usual chair.
Justin rubbed his hands and cleared his throat. Analise sat down, and I fixed her a cup of tea, remembering how she had done it before with ginger, rose petals, and honey.
“I’m sorry, but may I ask why I haven’t caught your scent before?
