My heart pounds as that voice sounds out around us. Ezra leaps back from me, his eyes darting around the forest near us, and he rushes to stand. “s**t, I am sorry, sweet… Lena.” He says bluntly, seeming to correct himself with my name. He regrets what has just happened, I realise with a sinking heart. I thought he wanted it but it now seems he did not. Or if he did, he realises now it was wrong...
“The warrior is here.” He quickly adds, moving to go and meet him.
I watch his retreating figure with a heaviness in my chest, as the pain floods my body once more, the distraction he had caused now gone. 'I am sorry, sweetheart.' Ezra links, despite him moving away.
'No, I am...' I begin.
'It should not have happened.' He interrupts, and once more my heart falls. Seems I wanted him to want
