Chapter 13

Kaelen

I feel a cold draft where Lyra was sleeping with me. Rolling over in bed, I feel for her trying to tug her closer when my hand hits the air and something wet. My eyes flutter dazedly when the scent of blood hits my nose.

Wiping the spot with my hand, my brow furrows, and I open my eyes to see my hand is red. Confusion wraps around me as Torr stirs, nervously picking up her scent and blood.