Erik
A quiet knock at the door signalled it must be 2 am. Avery’s soft hair spilled out over my chest. She’d finally settled about an hour ago, her mind whirring like a machine.
I sighed and gently removed her from me, settling her onto the bed and tucking her in. I didn’t want to get up, but I couldn’t afford to sleep. Alertness pulsed through me. Something snapped inside me, watching that demon drag Avery away from the hotel. My dragon’s agitation played underneath my skin like crackling hot coals.
I’d pulled the spare t-shirt back on as it was fairly clean, plus the one Char left out looked like it would have fit me when I was five. At the door, Marco leaned against the frame, looking tired.
“Your security team is in place. I’m going to grab a few hours.”
“Thanks.” I clapped him on
