Her Sworn Protector

"Angel?"

Nayou's voice was laced with confusion as his dark eyes darted around the room, searching. His brow furrowed, his gaze flickering over every shadow as though expecting someone to step forward.

Angel arched a brow, following his searching eyes with her own.

"Are you looking for the healer?" Angel asked. She looked worried that Gavin Reeves had snapped.

Nayou shook his head. "Tala."

Angel froze.

For a moment, silence stretched between them, heavy and charged. Her breath caught in her throat as an eerie stillness settled over the room.

But then, he had been in a coma. She had heard stories—tales of how the unconscious drifted through strange realms, seeing visions, encountering spirits or echoes of the past. Had Nayou seen Tala in a dream? He must! Otherwise, why was he looking for Tala?

Did you dream about Tala? Why do you seem to be so worked up?