I didn’t like having to sit still so I made him walk till it hurt, then a short break to massage his leg then off again. He was showing great improvement, and he was always gentle with me, but he was too kind about it. Frowning I walked down the stairs for breakfast after walking up ...
“What do you mean, ‘who are you’?” Devil sat up halfway pulling the sheet to her chest. The feeling in the air was thick and darkening with every second that passed, it wasn’t a good sign. Devil had had this feeling before, right before she had been thrown in Royal’s cellar for three days. It was...