Lyla
I jolted awake.
My body was trembling as I gasped for air, my vision was blurry and my head pounded.
Nathan had been trying to pull me from Xander before someone whose face I couldn't see tackled him to the ground. In my desperation – in between Xander pulling me and Nathan struggling, I had felt that familiar anger.
It started small, the thought that Nathan would be hurt because of me had burned through my heart, coursing through my veins…the last thing I remember was screaming…
But now,
Nathan was perched on the edge of my bed, in an unfamiliar room. Nanny hovered at the foot of the bed – her eyes were swollen and she was trying to hold back her tears. The High Priestess was there too, there was a wispy smile on her face and Ramsey…
He was leaning at the wall, our eyes met and held…
"Oh, gods!" Nanny cried as she ran to me engulfing me in a hug. "You're back… oh… I was terrified. I feared the worse, oh…"
