Emotion.

Elena's POV.

Killian carried me all the way to my room, but when he got to my room door, he walked past it.

"Uhm... Killian, that's my room you just passed," I said.

He chuckled and looked down to stare at me. "You can't use your legs properly, how do you expect to stay alone in your room?"

"Killian, I can use my legs perfectly," I protested.

"You can't and I'm not letting you do that, plus, it's not safe yet, we do not know if Graham left his cohorts to finish up what he started, so until I'm sure everything is sorted, you will be staying in my room miss," he replied.

I managed a little nod as he proceeded toward his room. I couldn't get hold of how I feel right now, my feelings were all over the place.

I was torn between being happy to be staying in Killian's room and having him all to myself, and also being sad about it because there would be no way to communicate with Darius.

Once he hears the news of my return he will surely report to my room. And I really needed to see him too