GALLAHAN’S POV
“Gallahan,” Zuleika gasped.
But I couldn’t bring myself to turn to her or offer some sort of response. Because the adorable dark-haired boy with green eyes had seized my entire attention and was holding it completely captive in his small hands.
My eyes drank in the cherubic face, then raked all over his small form. To be fair, he was probably average-sized among his peers, but he was tiny compared to me, who loomed over him like a tower.
“He asked you a question, you know?” Maliya murmured as a reminder.
I cleared my throat, willing the wave of nausea to go away. But with how my heart was leaping out of control and my blood fizzing with an energy I couldn’t quite explain, it was a little hard to get my bearings and reign myself in.
I couldn’t even answer the simple que
