Fintan Silver POV:
Marcy came back from her office even more distressed than before. She put up a smile and acted like everything was fine, but I didn’t need to ask to know her troubles were related to me. I wanted to talk to her about it, figure out a way to ease her tension. However, she kept trying to shield me from the truth: I didn’t belong here. I never would, and no one would ever welcome the sly fox into their home.
My she-wolf, the only gift my Goddess had ever given me, went straight to bed as soon as she returned to our room. She fell asleep while I ran my fingers through her smooth hair, but for the first time, she looked troubled even in the land of the dreaming. Watching her pained expression only added to the horrible feeling inside my chest, preventing me from getting any
