Kaida POV
The crackling of the fire continued on well into the night. When the flames would begin to die, Brone would carefully remove himself from under the blanket we had been sharing just briefly enough so that he could feed the fire, then he would hastily make his way back to my side and snuggle up as close as he could get. Under different circumstances this would be an indescribably sweet moment. Two mates, snuggled up to a fire, keeping each other warm, but this wasn’t normal circumstances. I still felt broken, for reasons I had no answers to. Neither Nikita nor I had any clue as to what was causing the horrible pain. It was vaguely similar to what we felt the night we were supposed to shift, but it wasn’t the same. That night had been more physical but this, this was deeper
