It was barely above a growl. Nothing like the sexy growling he was doing earlier. Not knowing quite know how to respond, I eased back a fraction more, and trod on a twig. It cracked loudly. Magnus turned at the sound. He blinked. For some reason, he looked stricken. He held out a hand to me, his eyes dark and beseeching. I’d only shifted away out of habit. I didn’t think for a single moment that Magnus would lash out. I quickly reached back and took his hand, tangling our fingers together.
