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I brushed my thumb against his cheek.
“You make me feel human again,” I admitted.
Asher reached up, threading his fingers through my hair.
“I’m glad,” he said.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ASHER
The cabin felt stifling after hours of sitting in silence.
My leg was healing well enough, but Gael still hovered over me like a protective shadow. Tonight, though, he was quiet.
I glanced out the window at the clearing, the moonlight spilling over the damp earth. It had rained for a little while, then it stopped.
The sky stretched wide and endless, stars sparkling like they were close enough to touch. For the first time in weeks, I felt a flicker of peace, fragile but real.
Gael’s voice broke the stillness. “You’re restless.”
I turned, catching his sharp gaze, always more observant than I gave him credit for. “I’m fine.”
“You’re staring out that window like you’re trapped,” he said, stepping closer. “Come on.”
I frowned, realizing I hadn’t left the cabin since my confrontation with Declan. “Come on where?” I asked.
“Outside.” He tilted his head toward the door. “Fresh air might do you some good. You’ve been healing well enough.”
I hesitated. “Are you sure that’s a smart idea?” I asked.
Gael’s lips quirked into that infuriatingly smug smile. “We’ll be fine”
There wasn’t much arguing with him when he got that look, so I sighed and grabbed my jacket.
“Fine. I could use some air,” I told him. And Gael’s company, but I didn’t tell him that.
We headed outside. The clearing near the cabin was quiet, the forest alive with the hum of crickets and the occasional rustle of leaves.
The ground was soft beneath our boots, the air crisp and cool. I inhaled deeply, letting the tension in my chest ease just a little.
Gael was quiet beside me, his presence steady and grounding.
We stopped in the middle of the clearing, the trees framing the open sky above.
It was breathtaking, the stars scattered across the black canvas like shards of glass.
“I don’t imagine vampires take much time to stargaze,” I said, crossing my arms as I stole a glance at him.
His lips curved into a faint smile. “You’d be surprised.”
“Really?” I raised an eyebrow.
He laughed softly, the sound warming the chilly air.
“Really.” He pointed upward, tracing an invisible line. “There’s Orion.”
I blinked, startled. “You actually know constellations?”
