CHLOE.
Once in the room, Adrian laid Emma down on his bed, tucking her in among the cloud soft blankets and pillows until she was smothered in comfort like a newborn, I watched as he made sure she was comfortable, brushing a strand of her sweat-soaked hair from her forehead. I stood close behind, glancing once more at Emma’s unconscious form nestled among Adrian’s stark white sheets. Her breathing had evened out, but I could still see the tension in her brow, the strain her body had gone through to feel Kain’s pain. Whatever was happening to him, it wasn’t just physical—it was deep, something that was attacking him on a level beyond the surface. I had my money on Wolfs bane. That was Tyler’s favorite torture toy, and while Wolfs bane was illegal and prosecutable if found in possession by
