|Theodore|
Camilla didn’t utter a word, but I could feel the tension slowly ebbing from her body as she relaxed into my arms. Her silence spoke louder than any words could—she was shaken, deeply so, and I didn’t blame her. Killian had crossed a line again, one that should have never been touched.
I held her tightly, as though my embrace could shield her from everything that had happened, as if my hold alone could erase the events of the night. The very thought of Killian and what he had just attempted sent a fresh wave of anger coursing through me. But I forced it down, pushed it aside. She needed me to be steady right now, to be her anchor, not consumed by the rage simmering inside me toward my brother.
That would have to wait.
We stood there in silence for what felt like hours, the
