Chapter Forty-Eight
Harlee POV I collided with a solid body that immediately caught me, wrapping me in clean scents. It said something about my mental state that I didn’t even realize Sands was heading in my direction until I bounced off him. I was torn between fleeing and the urge to just let Sands hold me, but when I looked up into his eyes, my own swimming with tears, I lost control. “Harlee?” Sands cradled me against his chest, scooping me off the ground like I weighed no more than Leila. I burst into tears and just let him carry me. “I heard the commotion along our Link, what is going on?” Sands spoke, and the conversation flew over my head faster than I cared to follow. As my tears slowly abated, a driving need pounded at me. The need to find my daughter. Zeev POV “I don’t though. That’s th
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