Hushed Willows A Silent Retreat

Wake’s eyes flashed curiously over her dejected face, his ears flickered forward at the diminished tone of her voice. Where had the sting of rejection come from?

I thought you might prefer the company of many than to that of just one, he observed, intuiting the reason for her reaction. But if my company is enough for you… He let cold air fill the space between them. He allowed the thought of further loneliness to plague her. You could stay with me.