Xander
I watched the drug work its way through her system.
Her muscles tightened beneath the restraints. A tremor ran through her arms, then her legs. Her brow drew together, and her fingers clenched hard enough for her knuckles to pale.
The monitor beside her bed kept its steady green pulse.
I barely looked at it.
Her jaw kept twitching. Her breathing came in short, uneven pulls.
I gave her twenty milliliters.
Something tightened under my ribs. I ran a hand through my hair.
Ragnar stirred.
Restless.
Her eyelids fluttered but never fully opened. A small sound slipped out of her.
The room felt tighter than before. Even the red light seemed harsher.
Everything should have been under control, but I wasn't so sure anymore.
I stayed where I was.
“Xander, is something wrong?” I hea
