Sun Mote Copse Comanche

She swallowed compulsively when Bronco pressed her for an explanation. "I want to talk to her," she replied evenly, wishing he'd simply let her go so she wasn't subjected to all of these bad feelings now gathering in her chest and creeping up her throat like a bad case of acid reflux. She wanted to escape him, yet she felt guilty for it, and she hated being put in this position.

"I want to talk to Ave," Sugar repeated when Bronco continued to push, "alone." Sugar drew in and let out a shaky breath. "It's nothing personal, Bron. I just need my sister right now, no one else."