Chapter 6Groaning softly, Geoffrey warily cracked open an eye to work out what was holding him down.
Memories flooded back, leaving him weak and dizzy in their wake. His battle with the demon, his betrayal, and the creature’s curse. But Ralf was dead. The beast killed him. Instinctively he tightened his grip around the slender form draped across his chest.
“Not a dream. Dear God in heaven, thank you. Thank you.”
Easing into a sitting position, Geoffrey cradled the still unconscious man in his arms until Ralf’s eyes slowly opened. A look of wonder crossed his beautiful face as Geoffrey took in the new scar running from Ralf’s scalp to the corner of his right eye. The azure eyes filled with tears.
“Jep.” The single word, the affectionate nickname that only Ralf ever used, carried a world
