I knocked on Kira's bedroom door, half expecting her to still be angry at me. My jaw clenched I didn't understand why she needed to know everything about what had happened, but I wasn't interested in staying away from her just because she was being unreasonable. Besides… she needed me. 

"She needs your body, more like," Ragnar sneered. I ignored him. 

The door remained shut, and I heard what sounded like a strangled moan from inside the bedroom. My heart thudded, and I shoved the door open without thinking, wondering if Kira had hurt herself. 

She hadn't. 

My Kira was laying back on her bed, her legs spread, and her...