Chapter Sixty Two
"Don't. Come. Closer."
I growled out, the words catching on the metallic tang still coating my throat, my back resting against the hard book shelf.
"Why are you always fainting and coughing blood when I find you? Kaelen's voice just gruff and laced with frustration. His boots stepped into my crumbling vision, while I tried to get my breathing under control. "Do you want to die that eagerly?"
"Huff...Why are you always trying... Puff... to find me?" I shot back, wiping a smear of crimson from my chin with a trembling hand. "Are you in love with me or something? I'm not gay. Fuck off."
Kaelen let out a long sigh, puffing out his chest. "Haaah... From the way, you still have the energy to spout nonsense. I think you're okay. Elena looked worried about nothing."
"I am okay!"
"I know!"
"Good!"
"Yeah! Good!"
