CHAPTER SIXTEEN
A shiver ran the length of Alex's body as a groan from his empty stomach woke him. The sun was beginning to rise, obscured by the trees overhead. It took him a while to get his bearings, and then it all came flooding back to him. He sat up with a start. They'd been attacked the day before. He'd been forced to flee like a coward. Being king held no power when faced with magic.
He scrubbed a hand across his face and opened his eyes as two new realizations hit him. He was n***d. And he was alone. They'd been soaking wet by the time they took cover from the rain in a dense patch of trees. All through the night, water dripped down onto them, but they’d used each other to stay warm.
Etta.
Where was she? His eyes scanned his surroundings. In the light, he could see for the fir
