CHAPTER 95

  "W- why?" She stutters out, blinking back the tears that already threatened to spill at his harsh words and actions. "What's going on, Caleb? Why are you being like this? Did I do something wrong?" she desperately stumbles through her words, and the first shift in his blank expression came in the form of a squint.

  "Have the effects of the spell not worn off yet?" he questions, voice oddly different and sending a shiver down Marisol's spine.

  "W- what spell?" Marisol inquires, still inching closer to him despite his painfully obvious withdrawal.

  He doesn't reply, only shakes his head with a low scoff.

  "Caleb?" Marisol presses, her heart thudding against the confines of her chest as she tries once again to seek any form of comfort from her supposed mate.