“What about the warrior? I know I charged Micah with them, but have they arrived?” I ask Jason as we walk side by side.
I fist my hand in an attempt to suppress the pull of the bond. Every fiber of my being was against leaving Sadie.
“No, but it won’t be much longer. An hour or so,” Jason answers before stopping.
I halt in my steps and turn to look at him, wondering why he stopped.
“Is something wrong?” he asks, his eyes looking at me in worry. “You seem tensed.”
I grit my teeth against the need and pull to turn around and go back to Sadie’s room. I honestly don’t understand why this is happening. Why is it becoming so hard? Is it because we are in close proximity?
The need to be around her has gotten stronger since we came back here. It feels like my entire being is being consumed b
