David
Gently I laid Rhydian’s sleeping form onto the sofa, he had falling asleep in minutes. Safe in my arms and I hated to leave him, but Ami had been gone to long.
The image of her, leaning heavily against the wall, face screwed up in pain as her life’s blood soaked her shirt filled my head. I should have checked on her sooner, powerful witch or not that was a lot of blood she had lost.
Stalking away, so as not to wake my sleeping son, I scanned the main bathroom. It was as pristine as it always was. Had she gone back to her room to wash up? It was the only possible explanation.
“Ami” Her bedroom door was open wide, so it was easy to scan the room quickly.
Where the hell was, she? Worry flooded me, making my chest tight.
“Ami?” I called again. “You in here?”
“In here” Her
