He didn't pull her into his arms or touch her again. Instead, he rolled over to his side onto his back and stared at the ceiling with a hand tucked up behind his head. She watched him with heavy-lidded eyes. What was he thinking? Was he going to be cold and stoic tomorrow morning the way he'd been today?
Honestly, she was too damn tired to care. She'd deal with him tomorrow. There had to be some way to reach him. Nobody was too far gone to be pulled back. He cared just enough to respect her in human ways regarding their relationship and kids. Though he cared nothing for her, he'd acknowledged his vows. How could a monster be that compassionate? Answer was, he couldn't. Deucalion was salvageable.
Allison just had to figure out how to get to him. And just before she fell asleep, she made h
