"He's my ex," I said, and the second the words left my mouth, a rush of relief whooshed out of my chest. This was the first time I'd ever spoken to Orion about my past. About Knox. Orion sucked in a sharp breath, his whole body going rigid beside me.
I looked up, trying to read his eyes, his expression, and his emotions, but it was like he blocked me off, closing me out completely. My stomach dropped as anxiety started to rise in me. Was he tired of me already? Did he not want this anymore, not want someone who came with baggage like mine? My thoughts spiraled into a jumbled mess, spinning the longer I sat there unable to feel his emotion through the bond. Was he angry? Was he—
"Stop it, Dawn," Orion cautioned softly with difficulty.
Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. "But you—yo
