Elara’s POV
“Lock the door… Elara.”
Alric's voice was low, barely audible, but enough to stop my heart beat.
My hands trembled as I turned the keys, my eyes fixed on him didn't want to leave his sights for now, everything felt strange. The non stop dripping blood from his forehead still gave me goosebumps, I was sure something was wrong, very wrong.
I quickly grabbed the first aid kit from my cupboard in slow steps. I moved closer to him as my heart was pounding hard.
“Should….. should I call Doctor Ken?" I asked, my voice trembling as I knelt beside him.
Before I could open the kit, he pulled me into a sudden hug. My breath hitched, his skin wasn’t cold like I’d expected. It burned, it was burning hot.
“Wh….what’s happening to you?” I whispered, pressing my palms against his back
