"I'm beside you every step of the way," Drio said.
Still holding his hand, I closed my eyes, imagining the white light that I'd always protected myself from her with forming into a door that I opened. She was wary of the gesture. Our history of fighting for dominance made her believe this was a trick.
No. Come out. Please.
My goblin was like a cat in an unfamiliar place. Skittish and tentative, her claws unsheathed and ready to slash. She sensed Drio and paused.
I remained still, letting his scent envelop her. She did recognize him as mate, but he was also the one who'd killed Kobold and she recognized his power.
Drio gave a soft huffing sound and I opened my eyes.
I'd burrowed my head into the crook of his neck, forcing him back against the cushions.
"Whoops." I detangled myself.
"You okay?"