Chapter 117
Aaliyah
I took a step backward, and Tristan's eyes scanned my body. His brows furrowed in confusion as he took a step forward, a muscle in his jaw ticking.
"Aaliyah?" he called out again.
"Tristan," I said, and without a word, he took the blanket from the bench, wrapping it around my body.
He leaned closer, giving me a quick hug. "Are you okay?"
Fear coursed through me as I remembered my encounter with Vladimir in the woods. I slowly shook my head, recalling the terror I felt when he drowned me, and the shock of running into Vladimir again.
I wrapped my arms around Tristan, inhaling his scent, and nodded slowly, realizing it was really him.
Tristan ran his fingers through my hair, hugging me tightly before slowly pulling back.
"Is everyone okay?" I asked. "Kieran?"
