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There was a deep seated goodness in this man that Lie just couldn’t understand. She pushed and pushed yet his anger never truly frightened her. Rosalie felt a strange sense of protection when in his presence that allowed her to be such a massive pain in the ass. The brunet had felt fear before, seen the kind of anger that made you fear for your life, yet Kavik never portrayed such a façade.

“You are to good Kavik.” perhaps to good. She couldn’t help the lingering thought in the back of her mind, the idea that his kindness could bring about so many horrid things. Giving him one last look, she limped toward the den. Exhausted by the day, all she wanted was to curl up with her children and fade away. Giving herself to a dreamless sleep. “Let’s go back.” Not bothering to see if the man was following with the remains of their potential dinner. She was quickly running out of the ability to walk, now that she was on the move, she wouldn’t stop.