When the Moon Hatched (The Moonfall #1)

Chapter 60

T his slumber, Kaan played a song I recognized. The same song Mah and Pah used to sing to me when I was sick.

I sang along until my words got choked by the first tears I’ve been able to cry since I brought Haedeon back from Netheryn. They didn’t spill like a soft snowfall, but like a storm lashing the windowpanes.

I cried for Mah and Pah. For Haedeon and Allume.

I cried for Slátra.

I cried for things that were taken from me, and for the voice I’m not allowed to use.

I didn’t realize Kaan had stopped playing until he scooped me up, tucked me against his chest, and held me so tight I could barely breathe, his strong body absorbing every one of my sobs.

It reminded me of the way Pah picked up Mah when she was crying in the snow. The way he carried her back inside where it was light and warm …

For some reason, that just made me cry harder.