As they read, his mood worsens.
Kagome is barely paying attention to the confrontation between Lady Catherine and Elizabeth when his growl tears her attention away.
She frowns. "Sesshoumaru?"
His head is bent, thick, silver hair obscuring his face as his teeth grind viciously.
Without a second thought, Kagome reaches for his hand. "Sesshoumaru, what's wrong?"
Unexpectedly, he pulls away. "Is there another book?"
Inwardly, she cringes, realizing her oversight too late. "Of course." Lady Catherine's unforgiving words echo in her head as she turns to her pack and begins searching for another.
Something without reminders of unresolved, bitter prejudices.
