Poisoned (2) - (Makai's Point of View)

"Let's sit down," Aris suggests, waiting while the Alpha and his wife sat on the sofa in the sitting area.

"Maybe I should excuse you-" I say because this was a family issue. Storm will tell me all about it later anyway.

"At least you have some manners."

"Cece, please."

I don't say anything, forcing myself to walk out of Storm's room, unsure why it feels so painful to leave him.

I glance around the grey and white hallway, trying to figure out where I should wait when Quinn burst out of Storm's room.

"I think you should return," he cried, and I follow him in confusion.

Storm is on the bed, but he's no longer sleeping. It was strange. His eyes are open but they're not focused and are glowing as they did earlier in the Pavilion. His fangs are also out as he thrashes on the bed. "Mate!"

"What's happening?" I ask Aris as I walk over to him. She vacates her seat on the bedside chair and signals for me to sit.