Chapter 28

Sanaya’s P.O.V “I’m right here…” “Lance?” I asked groggily as the fog slowly cleared from my mind. Everything that had happened flashed before my eyes as the fog cleared and I pressed my fingers to my temples to stop the sudden throbbing, only to notice wires hooked to my arm. Keith. He was back. I remember seeing him at the charity dinner…and then… “Did I faint?” I asked hoarsely. “No. You had a stress attack.” Lancelin told me, squeezing my arm lightly. His hand was warm, comforting. I didn’t feel as stressed when he was around. It felt like I could take on the world. Slowly, I tightened my fingers around his a fraction, a bit hesitant at first, but when Lance put another hand on top of mine, I released the breath I had been holding. “You’re not going to ask me anything?” I asked Lance after a long moment of silence. “I’m still debating if I should go back and rip out that filius canis” throat.” Lancelin said through gritted teeth, startling a laugh out of me as he called Keith a SOB