CHAPTER 117: Talisman

  Sinclair's pov

  After several failed attempts to put Blair to bed, hearing her slight snore finally calmed me down, and I adjusted her head on the pillow.

  "My little angel.." I muttered as I pressed my lips on her forehead, turned off the lights, and left the room.

  Today was filled with so much ruckus, and I needed a drink to calm myself down. So I went straight to the wine cellar to grab a few shots.

  I still had so much on my plate to do, and with Blair's current situation, I need to put everything on hold and make sure she's finally stable.

  "Hey," Gabriel's annoying voice interrupted my thoughts, and I looked up from my glass to see him and Caleb glaring down at me. A sigh escaped my lips, and I rolled my eyes away.

  "What do you want?" I asked and filled up my glass.

  "We just want to know if Blair is doing fine, especially with what happened earlier today..." Caleb said.