(Mason)
We watched Christian walk away, his shoulders stiff and his steps quick like he couldn't get away from us fast enough. But at least he wasn't running anymore.
"That went better than I thought," I said, rolling my shoulders to release some tension.
Greyson nodded. "It's a start."
"He's scared," Jaxon said, leaning against the wall.
"Yeah," Greyson agreed. "But he's still ours. And he knows it."
I stayed quiet for a moment, watching the direction Christian had disappeared in. Kyro was restless, pacing circles, wanting to follow. But I knew better. We'd pushed him enough for one day.
"We should head back to our dorm," I finally said. "Give him some space to process."
Jaxon snorted. "Space. That's all he ever wants."
"And it's the hardest thing for us to give," I pointed out.
