THE FOLLOWING DAY. I woke up to the soft glow of the morning sun filtering through the curtains of the room Daemon had locked us in. Calix was still curled up beside me, his small hands gripping the blanket, and his face looking so peaceful while in his sleep.
To be honest, I actually had barely slept, my mind whirring with frustration and fear as I struggled to come up with a plan to get us out of here that it was late when I realized that the crack of dawn was already kicking in.
Daemon hadn’t come to check on us after our last conversation on the Bloodstone Pack, and that only made me more anxious. Because I know it wasn’t only Kevin who was after me but also Sarah who could even more be more dangerous for me and my son.
However, if there was even a greater risk for me and Calix now
