KAYLA POINT OF VIEW

The air changed.

One second, Douglas was standing there, his red eyes fixed on ME. The next seconds he was gone.

No sound, no warning, just emptiness where he had been.

The pressure in my chest eased slightly, but my heart was still racing. I clutched the sheets, breathing hard, trying to understand what had just happened.

“He...” I swallowed. “He disappeared.”

Dante swore under his breath. He moved closer to the bed, his eyes scanning the room like Douglas ...