#Chapter173
Blood Warrior
Althea Zoe Castellanos Silvermoon
My heart drums loudly against my chest as I sit upright on the bed. Sweat beading my forehead and my heavy pants echoing through the dark empty room.
The same blue eyes.
Just who did it belong to? Why do those pair of eyes haunt me every single night?
My dreams are a constant vision of them. Bright. Blue. Piercing. Yet so full of pain.
My heart aches every night as I encounter those eyes, again and again. But I just don’t know who it belongs to.
I look at the digital clock on the table beside my bed which reads 4 A.M. Well I guess it was time to get up then. With another deep breath, I pull the sheets off my sweat drenched body and step on the cold marble flooring.
I pull my oversized t-shirt over my head and dump it into the laundry basket as I walk into the bathroom. I step inside the glass shower and let the warm water wash the night away.
