Ka'Cit's Haven (Riv’s Sanctuary #3)

Everything within him told him to turn the vehicle around, head back to the Sanctuary and claim his human.

Everything within him.

But he couldn’t.

He phekking couldn’t.

For her sake, he had to leave her alone.

He could see it in her eyes.

He’d hurt her.

It was the opposite of what he’d wanted to do, but he’d done it any way.

She was hurting.

Phek.

She’d probably hate him after this and he deserved it.

He could take her hate.

Hating him was good.

Not for him, but for her.

Even if she hated him, there was still a chance she could find happiness.

And with that thought, he forced down his own sorrow and stared ahead into the torrent of water falling before him.

He’d known this was going to happen.

He’d known the end would come.

So why was it so phekking hard to go on?

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For the next few days, Nia did just what she’d put her mind to do.

She’d wake up early and almost stumble over Grot in the hallway, before heading out to do her chores.

The routine came back easily and she could almost pretend that her little adventure hadn’t happened.

Ka’Cit hadn’t returned to the Sanctuary since that rainy day but that wasn’t out of the ordinary.

He hadn’t visited regularly before; why would he do so now?

As she dumped manure at the root of one of the fluffy fruit trees, Nia felt a pain in her chest.

Ever since she’d returned that day, that ache had developed and hadn’t gone away. Every time she so much as thought about him, she felt it.

She could forget. At least, she was trying to forget, but even the little holographic animal he’d gotten her reminded her of him.

And she saw the thing every day.

She could only ignore it.