Chapitre 32: Back to Square One - (Storm's Point of View)

The first thing I see when I open my eyes are brown eyes. Beautiful brown eyes looked down at me in concern.

"You're awake," my mate says, his eyes still looking concerned but now shrouded with wariness.

"Two steps forward, one step back," I groan inwardly, annoyed that the ease, but that had been between us before was no longer there because Makai has gone back to being cautious. I know Makai so well, and I knew how badly the beast's way of punishing people who tried to harm either of us would affect him. That, more than anything, was what I had feared when I had seen the carnage.

Don't get me wrong, seeing all that blood and torn flesh had shocked me and made me queasy, but knowing how much it would affect his tenuous acceptance of me, of us, made me want to howl and wail all at the same time.

I groan aloud this time when I remember how I had jumped in front of the beast to prevent him from killing the rogue. How could I have been so stupid?