Nora's POV
The master bedroom comes back into focus as I blink against the dim lighting. Shane has vanished, leaving me standing exactly where he first materialized. Around me, the others begin stirring back to consciousness.
"Tell me someone else witnessed that." My voice wavers with uncertainty.
James springs forward, pulling me against his chest. "You're breathing."
"And completely healed."
His hands roam frantically across my body, searching for any trace of the black veins that nearly killed me. When he finds nothing, his mouth crashes against mine, tongue demanding entry as he holds me like I might disappear. The kiss consumes us both until oxygen becomes necessary.
"Who was that guy?" Antonia struggles with her disheveled braids, tangled from hitting the floor unconscious. My attention sweeps the room before settling on Lena.
"You witnessed him too, correct?" I need confirmation.
