Kaelen's POV
Slowly, I blinked my eyes open to an unfamiliar room. My head ached a little, and I brought my hands to my head. The memories of the last thing that occurred before I passed out flashed through my mind.
I looked around once more, then noticed Sterling seated at my side, his palm holding his face up, but kept falling off it as he dosed. Groaning, I sat up, looking around once again at the unfamiliar room.
Sterling fell off his palm again, which snapped his eyes open and then to me. His sleepy red eyes darted around before he spoke. “How long have you been awake?” he asked, wiping his face.
“Not long,” I responded. “Why did you drug me?” I asked.
His eyes widened, panic written in them. He gave me a nervous smile, rubbing the back of his neck. “How did you know?” he asked.
