If he hadn't caught me, I might have fallen, but his body was there, and my hands were on that body, I couldn't help it. I knew his favorite color was purple, and had asked him why blue and green, and not purple? His reply was that blue was my favorite color, and green was Micah's favorite color. Light washed over me, then dimmed, as my eyes adjusted. Claudia's gaze went around the room again, took in the bleeding werewolf and the collapsed bed, my hand on Nathaniel's arm to keep him with me and away from Richard.
How much energy had it taken for him to talk mind to mind with me, or had things been happening that I didn Allow? He didn't ask, and how was I supposed to know he wasn't even doing himself in private? I mean, I didn't tell him not to. Jean-Claude called, Ma petite, do not go, please. Perhaps, he said, and he might have said more, but Graham opened the door and I got out.
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