SLOANE

My eyes snapped towards the door, a cold sweat breaking over my skin.

For a fleeting second, I thought about standing up from his body but I urged myself to be calm and looked towards him instead.

“Know who that is?”

He squeezed his eyes closed, a growl erupting from his chest.

“It’s Elara, it seems.” He answered, and I didn’t care to ask him how he knew. My face just scrunched up. Was he going to ask me to continue or was he going to open the door for her? ...