Bab 352: CHAPTER 352 Don't Flinch

　　~ CASIMIR ~

　　Shit.

　　"What… what did I do?" Jesse murmured in a very small voice.

　　"This is why we practice on chickens," I muttered, turning her away from the little carcass that her eyes were wide and fixed on in horror.

　　"But-"

　　"Jesse, listen to me. Look at me. Jesse, look at me."

　　I took her chin in my fingers and turned her head around, forcing her to look at me, mentally cursing when I saw the tears welling in her beautiful eyes. But she locked on and I felt the bond thrum as I nodded.

　　"This is war," I said firmly. "In war… death is unavoidable."

　　Her brows pinched over her nose, and she started to turn back to the dead bird, but I made her keep her focus on me.

　　"This is precisely why I want you to stay out of this."

　　I knew that would get her. And sure enough she jerked her chin out of my fingers and her lips pressed tightly.

　　"I can be sad that I got it wrong without having to be removed from the entire fight," she snapped.