“I can’t be here,” Grae said.
His voice grew cold and his face was emotionless. He got off the side of the bed making the once warm air turn cold that sent a shiver down my spine.
“What,” I said confused.
Grae was my mate, why wouldn’t he stay here by my side especially if what they say is true that I was dead just a few moments ago. The thought of Grae dying scared me half to death, I’d want to be by his side the entire time. So why was he leaving me?
A better question would be why did Grae's hand feel cold when he touched me. There was no spark, no butterflies in my stomach. His touch didn’t make me swoon and make my head feel dizzy and light. Something was completely off here, and I didn’t like it one bit.
He turned his back on me and walked out of the room while beckoning Eli to
