LIORA
The look on his face told me to be wary of him, which was exactly what I did. There was something about the way he looked at me that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand.
I intentionally inched toward the small vase resting on the shelf.
Not the best weapon, but it will have to do.
“Shouldn’t you be at the hospital?” I mean, he is Ryder’s friend, right? “In case no one told you, he was involved in a bit of an accident and has a very high fever.”
He chuckled, completely unfazed by my words. “I guess Ryder Cross is human after all.”
The way he said it made my fingers curl around the edge of the shelf. “How did you get in?”
He ignored my question. “Sit. We need to talk.”
I am going nowhere near him.
“I think I am very much okay standing,” I said, keeping my distance. “An
