Chapter 11

We spend the rest of dinner in silence while I pondered on the sleeping arrangement. I can’t sleep in here. I don’t trust myself, not with the bond acting all haywire.

“I’ll take the couch. It’s fine Lyra. Stop stressing.” Kaelen growls angrily when one of the boys wakes. Kaelen sets his plate down, forgetting his dinner and wandering into the nursery. Picking up his empty plate and mine, I go to