The shopping centre stood in the distance, alone and out of place; a pristine tower of glass among the remnants of grey concrete rubble that was only a slight improvement on the red dust. Kai raised a hand to shield against the glare of sun through glass and felt a hand pulling at the free hand dangling by his side. He went to pull away, suspecting it was Onaiah because she’d been hanging off him since he bit her. He turned to find Miaka and frowned.
“Can I not wait here? Please? I don’t wanna go inside,” Miaka asked, shivering.
Kai slid his hand from inside her two small hands. “No.”
Does she think I’ll strangle her again if she disobeys me? Kai wondered but decided it didn't matter what she thought as long as she complied.
Miaka made a moaning sound and pouted as she stopped beside
