I would be lying if I said the details I learned didn’t weigh on me terribly, but soon enough Sinclair is leading me back to our forest suite, and it’s all I can do to hold my tongue until we’re alone. I have so much to tell him about my visit with the refugees, and I can’t wait to take him back to the camp.
Of course, my mate seems to have little interest in talking when we’re finally alone. Instead he pulls me into his arms and slams his mouth to mine with an urgency that frightens and delights me. Goddess I missed you, today. He admits in my thoughts. My wolf was furious that I let you go out into the city without me.
Hmm, just think about how furious he’d be if you went gallivanting around Vanara and left me here all by my lonesome. I reply saucily, nipping his lower lip with my fan
