Kade's jaw clenched. He wanted to tell her yes, that Lucas was an unforgiving bastard who pushed too hard. He wanted to take her away from this fortress, hide her from trials that were never meant for her fragile human frame.
"Rest, love. Just rest. It's going to be okay," Kade soothed, brushing his thumb over the soft curve of her cheek as May's eyes fluttered closed. He watched the way her lashes trembled before her breathing steadied into the rhythm of sleep. The comforter was pulled higher, tucking her in. Kade lingered for a long moment, torn between awe at how fragile she looked in his bed and guilt at the chaos he had dragged her into.
