Dark Muse

Chapter 83 Christianna

Chapter eighty-three

Christianna

The officers release us to go home.

Erik and Remy flank me. I have both dogs, though they’re pressing against my legs now, Bass is trying to wedge himself between my calves, whining under his breath.

Remy reaches for the leash. “Let me take Treble.”

I pass it over and move around Bass without tripping or stepping on him. Erik takes my arm to steady me. I glance up, managing a small smile. He squeezes once.

“Do you need to play?” he asks.

I consider it.

“No,” I say. “I think I want to eat. Surrounded by my friends.”