Harlee POV
“Ash..” I could sense them through our link. I don’t know why I came back to this room, where our scents now mingled. I wanted, no needed out, away for a little while. Instead, I was pacing this room like a caged animal. I heard the sounds of Leila fussing before I realized it was past time to feed her. I sighed, plopping down on a pillow. Ash stepped carefully into the room as though afraid I might attack them. “I’m not.. mad at you Ash.” I rubbed my forehead. I swore I was going to wear a groove in the thing.
“At me? No. At the world in general? Yes. I’d rather not be on the receiving end of that temper, thank you.” Ash huffed. I looked up at them in disbelief, and then a soft laugh escaped me as Ash settled in front of me, shifting an increasingly agitated L
