Chapter 45
Startled at her abrupt waking, Tamotsu turned to look at his side where his mistress sat hastily wiping the tears from her face. Butting her arm with his nose, he gave her a concerned whine.
Petting him in a placating—and comfort-seeking—manner, Kagome tried to temper the anxiety buzzing through her chest and arms as the macabre images of her dream superimposed themselves onto the waking world. Urgently, she inspected her surroundings until her eyes alighted on the one her instincts still rattled at her to find. Across the fire from her, Sesshoumaru sat in peaceful repose—completely uninjured.
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