Reina’s POV
The taste of Julian’s kiss still rested on my lips, we cuddled for what seemed to be many minutes before I finally stood up to dress up. As I picked my habit and began to put it on, my hands began to tremble. My breath came too fast. The atmosphere became somewhat lighter, strangely. I locked eyes with Julian, in shock.
Then Julian’s gaze left me and kept flicking toward the far side of the room where Brother Elian knelt in prayer, like he was calling on him to come help. Elian’s voice re-echoed in a whisper but soon he paused, like he sensed something.
He was listening to something else. We all were.
Then the air had gotten colder. This wasn’t a natural cold but something unnatural. I felt it pressing against my skin, sliding into my bones. It was creepy.
A whisper sti
