22
SILAS
When Draynor left here on his bike, we did not expect that he’d return without it. Or that Era would be draped across his arms like a damp blanket. And I definitely did not expect that I wouldn’t be able to hear them coming.
We can’t live like this. Every time she’s stressed, we all go blind and deaf and … useless. Her mood should not be able to affect us so violently or so quickly. It’s dangerous. But it appears that’s the least of our issues as Draynor lays Era on the couch.
Markula is at his side in a heartbeat. Kain peers over the back of the sofa — it took everything in my power to keep Markula from locking him in the cellar, but I don’t believe Kain’s a threat now. He went about it the wrong way, but he wanted to protect Dawn. As we all do.
“What happened?” I ask.
“Cla
