Tyler
Opening my eyes, I saw Clair’s face again. Differently from my nightmares, she looked relaxed, normal.
“Clair,” I murmured, sitting up and trying not to wake my Foxy up. She was drained, magically exhausted, probably not even a Pixie invasion would wake her up.
“I am just checking her temperature, I will let you guys rest,” she said, showing me the electronic thermometer in her hand.
“Does Hunter know that you are here?” I asked.
“He doesn’t. Don’t worry, it won’t create any problems for you both, I assure you,” she said softly, placing the thermometer over Bianca’s forehead and keeping it there until we heard a beeping noise.
“That’s not the reason why… I- are you feeling better now? Your baby?” I asked, confusion clouding my mind as the images of the nightmare played over a
