Clare

She glared at him, stubbornness penetrating through her eyes letting him see the brick he was dealing with, “Dude you gotta give me something.”

In his attempt to try and keep his calm, which Clare was making disturbingly hard, Caidrian said softly, “You are going to get yourself killed, there’s a time and place to tell you all that you need to know, and now is neither.”

She pouted her lips which was a habit and arched her brow before she dropped herself to the floor sitting on her butt. If he wanted to play tough ball then so be it.

“Suit yourself, I’m just going to sit here and wait for the demons and Tempters to arrive, maybe they’ll be more cooperative. I really have nothing to lose.”

She stared at Caidrian, waiting for him to reply to her, but a sudden pain pocked inside her stomach, it was something she’d never felt before, her stomach contracted and with it a deep agonizing pain.