Chapter 14
Betrayed by Blood~
The world swayed around me, the faint scent of blood and earth filled my nose. I tried to open my eyes, but they were too heavy. My body ached, the pain sharp, but I couldn’t move. Voices swirled in the distance—growls and muffled shouts blending together—but none of it made sense.
I felt the ground beneath me shift, and a sensation as though I was being lifted. I drifted in and out of awareness, catching glimpses of light and shadows until I could no longer.
When I finally woke up, the air was different—cleaner, cooler. The faint hum of voices had faded, replaced by silence. My body ached, every nerve was screaming, but there was no growling, no snarling.
I blinked, trying to clear out the blurry lines in my eyes. Slowly, the room came into focus. The first thing I noticed was the sunlight, and the second was the softness of the bed. I’d never been on anything like it, so large and so soft. For a moment, I didn’t move, unsure if I was still dreaming.
I saw a shadow move from the corner of my eyes, and I turned my head, wincing at the movement. Standing at the foot of the bed, arms crossed, was Xander. His arms were crossed over his chest, his eyes intently on me.
My stomach dropped at the sight of him, and I immediately tried to sit up, wincing as the pain shot through my body. Xander stepped forward, his eyebrows knitted together.
"You shouldn’t move," he said firmly, and I froze. Did I make a mistake again?
"I’m sorry," I croaked, my throat dry and hoarse. "I didn’t mean to cause trouble," I replied. Now, I was sure I wasn’t dreaming. The room was far different than I was used to; everything in it screamed wealth. I looked at Xander again and immediately connected the dots. I’m in his room, that would be the reason he’s here watching me, but then again, why am I in his room?
I watched as Xander poured water into a cup, then handed it over to me. He cocked his eyebrows when I didn’t take it instantly. I immediately grabbed the cup and drank the water. I could feel his gaze on me, heavy, and forced myself to keep drinking.
"That’s enough, you’re going to choke," he said, and I dropped it.