Emelda

“Why are you out here?” Cole asks, his hand moving up my back as he presses me closer. “You’re freezing.”

“I wanted to check on Ravenfell–”

“I was on my way–”

“It’s not your responsibility–”

“I was on my way to find you,” he cuts in, taking a breath.

I open my eyes, breaking out of the haze of his scent and pull away. “Why?”

He searches my eyes like the answer to my question is already in my mind. Maybe it is because we’ve already had this conversation before, haven’t we? A few years ago when…

I turn from him, but he catches my arm. “I’m leaving for...