Page 22 of The VaDorok’s Unexpected Mate (The Mate Index: Dorok #1)

Kull’s tail twitched restlessly. He had given himself plenty of time to think after disposing of the flute, burying the broken remains over Siouli’s grave.

Time in which he considered the scene he had walked in on and the fact that there was no way her small body would have done all that damage to the table the flute had been sitting on.

Which meant that she had lied to spare Ren’s feelings.

She had a good heart. That alone had evaporated what was left of his anger, and so he had picked back up her coat that he had been working on and had worked on it into the late hours, adding embellishments once the pieces were neatly fit together.

When he was satisfied with the finished piece, he had set it aside only to return to the room and find his ulukska on the floor, granting him the nest in case he was dealing with a turmoil of emotions.

That just affirmed his opinion of her. But even as he tried to lay there, the ulukskinon hissed through him, and the nest felt overly large and empty for his comfort.

He could not sleep, not until he squeezed himself next to Katie on the fur rug, and wrapped himself around her so that her sweetness could comfort him enough to be carried into the oblivion of slumber.

He hadn’t meant to admit anything to her... but then, why not?