Ivy:
I took in each of their scowls from my peripheral vision.
I could feel their emotions pressing against my back every step deeper into Clearwater we took. Their rage, joy, sadness, and inadequacy were all slamming into me.
"I'm sorry, okay?" I turned quickly, unable to continue bearing the weight of it all.
"You will be plenty sorry when I get you into our chambers." Ransome's lips kissed gently on my neck just below my ear. As always, my body responded. I forced the reaction to a minimum. I hoped he wouldn't see how his heat made my still-cold skin shiver. When his lips pulled back, I knew he had seen my every reaction.
"We appreciate your apology, Ivy." Riot's sweet face was turned down in a sympathetic half-grin as he ran his thumb across my cheek.
"Damon is right though, you
