Nira
Algonala Island
Present Day
It happened the next morning after Kun’s disappearance and Didoka’s departure. I was still in bed, fully knotted by Aros while I smiled under his caresses. He was purring for me, massaging my skull with his strong hands while I traced a path with a finger from his muscular abs to his strong shoulders.
“Are you angry at me for keeping Didoka’s secret from you?” I asked him and through the bond I felt fire burning softly, which meant he wasn’t really angry, at least not as angry as he could get. Aros shook his head and stopped purring.
“It wasn’t your secret to share, fire of my soul,” he said, trying to speak through the growl that had gotten stuck in his chest, “It pains me that my brother is now gone, but Kun needs the time and the space.
