Larissa could not sleep. She felt charged as unspent energy coursed through her body, making her feel hot beneath the blankets. She pushed them off but found no relief from her frustrations. Her movement woke Alastor, who was sleeping next to her.
“What is the matter?” Although he was dead asleep a second ago, he quickly sat up and worry was evident on his face.
Larissa felt guilty for waking him up, so she embraced his torso to compensate. “They will be here tomorrow,” she said.
“Who?” Alastor asked, patting his back. Then he came to realize on his own that she was talking about his parents who had been journeying across the North and their estimated time of arrival was tomorrow.
“My parents would love you, Rissa. Trust me,” He reassured her, pulling away from their embrace so he cou
