Quirin
The entire ride home, Kennedy mentally shut me out. I don’t know if it’s as hard for her as it is for me. I pretty much keep the link between us closed all the time and she’s never said anything about it. But for me, it feels like torture.
I can smell the salt of her tears, see her quickly brushing away any evidence of her sadness and by the time we get back to the pack, I can’t take it anymore. I have no idea what’s wrong and it’s killing me. I can’t fix it, I can’t make her happy, if I don’t know what’s making her unhappy.
Unfortunately, we walk into the Arlo shitshow. Just the fact that several warriors are standing up against Kier has me seeing red. It’s not just Arlo. Now he’s got his brother and some others joining in his rebellion.
Kier is right, I probably should have ju
