Chapter 42: Callan

Callan POV

I felt the moment that Sera wasn’t next to me. It was if a string were attached from her to myself. When she moved away my soul felt like it was being pulled in her direction.

With my eyes still closed, I heard the faint sound of her footsteps retreating towards her old room. I wasn’t sure why she would need to go in there, then again there were so many moments of time that were blank, making me wonder how long I had been out of it.

I slowly opened my eyes to see I was under a sheet and the soft duvet. Attached to my arms and chest were wires and tubes connected to the various monitoring machines that stood next to the bed. I needed out of this bed. I needed to slowly torture and drain Allister of his insignificant life from him.

My anger was the fuel I needed to sit up. Everything in my body screamed at me to lie back down. But I needed to get out of this bed. I needed to be closer to Seraphina. I used my hands to help move my legs to the edge of the bed before graspin