CHAPTER 98
STORM’s POV:
Cold…so cold.
Why was it so cold?
My teeth chattered as I peeled my eyes open. Goosebumps littered my arm like a skin rash making me grimace at the sight.
How did I get here?
The last thing I remember was sleeping on the makeshift bed by the fireplace, the heat seeping into my bones just before I slept. So how did I suddenly materialize outside?
Thinking wasn't helping at all so I decided to do a quick scan of where I was at least I would be assured that I was safe even though I was in unfamiliar territory.
When I scanned the forest at first, I realized something odd. Everything looked too still, too rigid like I was staring at a real-life painting done by a very talented painter of course. I stood to my feet, about to approach the bush of Lilies in fr
