CHAPTER 95
Storm’s POV:
Killian was silent after he heard the question. After a while, he finally replied. “Because I need to understand something.”
“Understand what exactly?” I was trying to piece the puzzle together in my head but came up with no answer.
“What are you talking about, Killian? Why didn’t you take me back to Master when you found me? Why am I…” My hands flailed around the small place. “…here? In the middle of the forest, inside a makeshift cottage! I don’t understand–make understand Killian!”
“You don’t need to.” Killian suddenly rose to his feet, going over to the fireplace and carrying a small bowl with a clean rag. “Just get well and we will think of the next step.”
“Next step?” I asked, my voice bleeding with disbelief. Already tired of his vague replies.
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