That same day, I woke up in the middle of the night and my throat felt dry. I noticed that the pitcher was already empty, so I had no choice but to go down to the kitchen to fill it up with water again.
I was extremely exhausted even after falling asleep after the incident at the old mansion. And was still trying so hard not to think of Vilkas’ face whenever I closed my eyes, but his appalling aura and that scar on his left cheek just kept on haunting me.
I switched the lights open in the kitchen, then padded my way to the sink where I filled up the pitcher with water.
“Why are you still awake? It’s late.”
The glass pitcher almost slipped from my hands as I jumped a bit in surprise when Kaleb appeared behind me.
I quickly turned off the tap, my hands drenched wet as I placed one of th
