“Jesus.” King steps back, gripping onto the wall to steady himself. “Kohen is going to lose his shit when he sees you.” “He won’t see me—” Bear says, placing the sword back into the holster on her back. “I don’t want to see him.” “Dove, he’s fucked in the head. You have to see him.” “And that’s not my problem, Kingston!” Bear snaps, shoving past them all.
