Chapter 6Before Sébastien even opened his eyes, aches reported in from all over his body. Biting back a groan, Sébastien tried to sort out his jumbled memories from the previous evening. The attack, gargoyles, the bite on his shoulder. By all that’s holy—do I remember being kissed? This time the groan escaped his lips as he sat bolt upright.
“Take it easy. Neither of us are going anywhere just yet.” Henri’s voice floated over.
Twisting around in the nest of furs in which he lay, Sébastien spotted Henri. His friend was sitting in a similar nest, leaning against one of the tower walls, a book in his lap.
“You’re safe.” Relief swept over Sébastien, leaving him feeling even more drained in its wake. “Your arm.” Another memory surfaced. “You were hurt.”
“Broken.” Henri indicated the offendi
