“You can stop now,” he said hoarsely. I blinked. Now that I’d started shoving energy into him, I found it difficult to reign in the flow. “Do I have to?” Tyrrik chuckled and gathered me in his arms, pulling me close. “My Khosana.” With arms like lead, I reached up around his neck and hugged him close so our hearts beat against each other. “You’re okay,” I said, my voice trembling. My entire body quaked with exhaustion. He nodded, burying his face in my hair.
