Kat blinked up at him. “I think that’s the first time you’ve ever cursed at me.” Pinching the bridge of his nose, he took several deep breaths. “I apologize,” he said. “I’m a bit… On edge.” It was the understatement of the century. Four days. Actually, three days, twelve hours, and twenty-seven minutes. But who was counting? It had been that long since Ivy had agreed to feed him fully, properly. She’d agreed to go into his playroom and be his feast. And instead of dragging her there the second the words left her lips, Silas had simply nodded. Nodded and then immediately pointed out some
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