Chapter 166

Abby

I couldn’t get warm, and then I couldn’t get cool.

I had turned the key in the Luna’s door and stood with my back against it until my legs stopped shaking, and then I had gone and sat on the window seat in the dark with my arms round my knees and cried, very quietly, so that nobody across the corridor would hear. Not Kade. He was downstairs. I could feel him through the bond, far off, in his office, wide awake and miserable, and I closed myself against it as hard as I could.

Let me.

I sat there and turned it over and over until it didn’t mean anything anymore.

Somewhere after midnight, I got into the big bed. It was cold. The sheets hadn’t been slept in since the week I moved across the corridor into his rooms, and they smelled of cedar from the chest and nothing else. I lay under three blankets and shivered. Then, an hour later, I was burning, the way I sometimes was now after I had been very cold, a dry, prickling heat all over my s