Chapter 30 Words Left Unspoken
- He hadn't meant to fall asleep.
- But the ache in his side dulled beneath her touch. The firelight flickered soft shadows across her face, and Mikko—half-lost in the way she looked at him, half-drenched in the warmth of her scent—couldn’t fight the pull of it any longer. His lashes had dropped, his breath slowed, and for the first time in days, his body gave in.
- But she didn't.