*Sage*
I killed him. I killed him. I forced her to shift and killed him. She’s so upset, and she’s so scared, but it needed to happen. She’s on the floor of her bedroom sobbing, and she’s so tired. If she goes to sleep, she’ll feel better. I lock all the doors. Seth will want to talk about it but now is not the time. She needs to sleep.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” Molly tells me when she wakes in the meadow.
“I know, but he also has information,” I tell her as I walk beside her, starting to pace a bit as we talk.
How did I even pick up this human habit? It’s not even Molly’s, but Seth’s. Her eyes grow wide as she looks past me, and I’m surprised she’s noticed Altair before I have. Usually, I can feel it when he enters here, but I was so distracted by my anger. How h
