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Interesting "But the drea?"

"No I don’t knohat they are"

From the worry in her eyes, he feared she did know, and that it wasn’t good

"So to do with the Fae?" Sean asked

"I don’t know," she repeated, voice sharp She ser, distrust

Sean stroked her hair, cal that for her, running his fingers through her silky hair, finishing the stroke on her cheekbone

"You can trust me, sweetheart," he said

"Can I really?"

"Yes My dad is shagging your aunt, probably right now That ht smile rewarded him "If we’re related, you can’t claim me as mate"

"I didn’t say blood relation I said fah "I wouldn’t know My stepfather loved my mother, but his people never took to her They were relieved when she died"

"All deaths are grief," Sean said, running his fingertips across her lashes "For all Shifters We all grieve"

"You do, maybe"

Goddess, she was so brittle That was Andrea, brittle and fragile at the same time She’d been hurt, and Sean wanted to erase that hurt He wanted to wipe out her nightmares and destroy everyone who had ever caused her pain

"You can trust us, Andrea," Sean said "You can trust me Whenever you think you’re alone, you won’t be"

Her expression softened, and she grinned "Fine words froot into my bed"