Caius POV
Celia's body shook in my arms as she continued to cry. I was supposed to protect her, and I let her down. I tightened my grip on her body; I never wanted to let go again.
Jordan walked into the doorway. “Stella is going to portal us to another safe house,” he whispered.
"Ready to go,” I softly asked Celia.
Celia remained silent.
I started to place Celia on the bed to bag our belongings, but she latched on to me tighter, burrowing her head in my chest.
“Jordan, can you help us pack,” I asked.
"Of course, Cai," he responded as Celia stayed still against me.
"Why is Stormy still sleeping?" Silver whimpered.
"I'm not sure, but we will get to the bottom of it," I responded.
"Cai, something is not right with mate. He did something to her,” Silver whimpered.
"What's wrong
