Dex's fist went through the bedpost before his eyes were fully open.
A sharp pain jabbed through his skull. More memories surfaced.
Agnes on top of him. Serena in the doorway. Her knees giving out. The word omega leaving his mouth.
He hit the wood again. And again. Until his knuckles split and the memories had somewhere to go.
He stared at the blood on his hand.
He had work to do.
✦✦✦
Dex stood outside Elara and Hale's tent, fist raised to knock against the support beam.
Aegon:You faced a battalion of dragons yesterday. You can face one redhead.
Dex:The redhead is scarier.
Aegon:Lead with the apology. Not charm. She will see through it and it will make things worse.
Dex:I know how to talk to people.
Aegon:You know how to talk to people who like you. She does not like you.
He knocked.
The flap pulled back. Elara was there, arms crossed, expression unreadable.
"Elara." Dex's voice was quieter than he intended. "Can I have a word? Please."
