Evaline:
I kept my voice low as I stood in the far corner of Kieran's living room, my phone pressed against my ear.
"I'm fine," I whispered softly, my free hand curled into the sleeve of Kieran's big black cloak I had been wrapped in. "It was just a nightmare. I'm okay now."
Oscar wasn't convinced. I could feel it through the bond, the simmering concern that stirred his emotions and had woken him from sleep. Guilt gnawed at my insides. I hated lying to him. But the truth… the truth would only lead to more chaos. And tonight, I had already tiptoed too close to disaster.
"Are you sure?" he asked. His voice was still husky with sleep, sounding both warm and rough in my ear. "I felt… your emotions, or at least a part of it. I thought something happened to you."
"I promise," I murmured, forcing lightness into my voice. "I'm alright. It was just a bad dream, that's all."
