Chapter 82: The Damage
Eryx’s arm was still wrapped around Lunara, his body instinctively holding her close even in sleep. As he slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was her peaceful, sleeping face. A lazy smile tugged at his lips.
He didn’t know what time it was, nor did he care. All he knew was that after hours of losing themselves in each other, they had finally drifted off just before dawn. And now, with sunlight filtering through the curtains, he couldn’t look away from her.
The world outside could wait.
For now, all he wanted to do was memorize every delicate feature of her face, from the way her lashes rested against her cheeks to the faint curve of her parted lips.
Leaning in, intending to leave a soft peck on her forehead, he suddenly heard a faint vibration.
Eryx sighed, his brows furrowing as he reluctantly pulled away. He glanced around the bed, trying to locate the source of the sound. His phone. But where the hell had he left it?
Still half-dazed from sleep, he scanned the room, his gaze landing on the scattered chaos of last night, his shirt tossed somewhere near the nightstand, Lunara’s clothes mixed in with his. His phone had to be somewhere in that mess.
Running a hand through his hair, he sat up and reached over the edge of the bed, patting blindly around the floor until his fingers brushed against the device. He grabbed it and squinted at the screen.
Tons of miss calls and messages, making him frowned.
Eryx didn’t even get the chance to check his messages or the long list of missed calls before another incoming call flashed across the screen, Callum.
With a sigh, he answered. "What is it?"