Chapter 60

Eleanor sat on the edge of the bed, watching as yet another sunrise fell. The last time she saw Conaan was five days ago and his scent, ever dominant still lingered to remind her of exactly what she was missing. It hurt. And for once, she felt like she was starting to pay for all those years of loneliness.

No matter what she did to him, he would stay. Be patient, forgive. But this one time, she couldn't take out the rage she saw in his eyes, the way he spoke. She couldn't take out the feel of his hug. He wasn't angry, was not warm. It was...hurt.

'Are you trying to rein me in because you know how soft I am for you?'

Those words. She knew she had done it before. With Alexander. She had done it again. With Anderson. Different reasons, but the only one who had ended up wronged was Conaan. Still.

She swallowed, closing her eyes tight, her fingers nipping at each other. One more day and she would lose. One more day and she would walk the entire kingdom searching for him.