Chapter Eighty-Eight

Kaelith remembered rule number five. She stepped in front of Graeven and pressed her hand against his chest. Graeven’s black eyes slowly closed. He took in a deep breath. When his eyes reopened they were brown tinted with red thanks to the golden lighting above them. She smiled up at him and pushed her hand under his jacket. The warmth of his chest radiated through her skin.

“Breathe,” she whispe