All right, the last place Cathair wanted to go was Eden's bed. Not when he had no idea where she was or if she was all right. Changing the sheets hadn't really been a priority yesterday and the bed still reeked of her. Worse still, of them together.
He didn't want the pillow anyway. He didn't want to lay down anyway. Not with everything running through his mind. He shook his head painfully as Cooper insisted on setting his wife on him. "I'll be all right," he insisted again. "You need to find them. And anyone else who's been affected. They might have hurt themselves. Or someone else."