Chapter 30
- “A doll.” He repeats with a scoff as he starts moving again.
- “I’m being serious, Fynn. You have been nothing but condescending to me. Why did you come and fetch me in the first place?” I ask him, regretting the question the moment I have uttered it.
- “What do you mean? You are my mate. I had to get you.” He groans, now acting as if he would need to fold the blanket anew just to avoid my gaze.