But the stoic Arianrhod tolerates no questions of her mate selection practices. She answers my ardent, tearful prayer with uncompromising silence.
"Why did you go with him?" Sean demands finally, refusing to dignify Dorian's question with an answer.
It's a simple enough question, but with the emotions roiling inside me, I struggle to work my way backwards chronologically. "Because he offered to help me try to find a way to stop the Rényú," I sniffle after a drawn-out minute of thought. "You didn't even want me to come to Desert with you."
"I don't want you hurt, Sandy! Marked or not, I couldn't live without you!"
