47. My love, my life.

Eoin.

I wanted to smash down the bathroom door as her sobs fluttered through the wooden walls of the cabin bedroom. It took all I had not to go in there, I knew Kayda liked to be the tough girl, the strong warrior who needed no one and showed no weakness. I didn't go in because I knew she was safe, and I figured she needed to let this emotion out, and if I went in there, she would bottle it right back up. So I sat there listening to my mate sob her heart out, I sat there as desperate and as helpless as I had been the whole time my mate was missing. My eyes never left the door, and just when I felt I couldn't take it anymore, the sobbing stopped, and the shower turned off. I laid out a tee shirt on the bed for her and stripped down to my boxers, ready to get into bed with her as I knew she had to be exhausted. She emerged slightly pale in complexion but otherwise her usual self and climbed into the bed silently when I gestured to her. Once cuddled together, I allowed myself to pull