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CHAPTER 28 - MORGAN
Iwatched as Dravenpaced back and forth across the floor of the little cottage.
He loomed like a massive bear beneath the wood rafters of the low ceiling, his dark head hunched over, his handsome face shaded by a scowl.
I sat curled up in one of the armchairs by the hearth with a blanket tucked over my legs. Draven had built up the fire just before I’d arrived. Now it crackled cozily.
Perhaps I should have felt guilty, I thought as I watched him steadily pace and glower.
But I was simply exhausted. Telling him all that had occurred over the last few days—including the parts to do with Fenyx—had lifted a weight from my shoulders.
Now, Draven carried my invisible burdens on his own back, and I could see that it was killing him.
He let out an animalistic sound, half-howl, half-growl, as he moved past me, and instinctively, I reached out a hand and grasped his arm.
“Draven.”
He didn’t pull away, simply stopped in his tracks.
For a moment, he was silent. Then he turned his beautiful, dark head and looked down at me.
“This is intolerable.”
What was intolerable, I thought, was the pain I saw there in his eyes. Worse than pain—the terror.
The man I loved was terrified for me because he was hundreds of miles from where I was... all because I had left him there.
“Everything is going to be fine,” I said softly. “I’ll be all right until you get here.”
He ran his hands through his hair. “We’re set to make landfall in the morning. Even if I leave as soon as the ships reach shore and push the exmoors hard...” He rubbed his temples. “I can’t push them too hard. I don’t want to break them. Sunstrike’s wings are new and...”
I still couldn’t believe the exmoors were really with him. That they had come all this way. And above all, that our exmoors had become a mated pair.
The idea of Draven riding on their backs to Camelot? Well, that was something I truly couldn’t wrap my head around.
“Of course you don’t want to push her too hard,” I agreed. “They’ve already traveled so far. Maybe all three of you should remain with the fleet. You’re their leader, after all, Draven. I can wait.”
“Absolutely fucking not.” The answer was instantaneous. “I’m coming to you, Morgan. As fast as I can.”
He looked down at me, and I saw the darkness in his eyes. “We’re going to fucking kill him. That bastard who dared to lay a hand on you.”
