The Fire Starter by Misty Wright & Summer Sauteur

Author:Misty Wright & Summer Sauteur [Wright, Misty & Sauteur, Summer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance & Fantasy Novel
Publisher: MISTY WRIGHT
Published: 2012-07-05T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7 - Clutches of Sleep

Someone was shouting. There was an argument and I heard two male voices somewhere around the room. My mind was in a daze, trying to make sense of what happened to me. I opened my eyes a little and it hurt, but I caught a glimpse of a room with pale blue curtains. There was a scent I couldn't place, minty and musky.

And then I stood upright with alarm. It was Spencer's cologne. Two pairs of eyes looked at me with alarm with my sudden movement, and I realized that I was back at the castle, probably in one of their rooms. From the looks of the books strewn across the tables, it seemed like I was in Spencer's room.

I flung my feet off the huge bed and found my shoes before they could even speak. Spencer hurriedly crossed the room and checked my temperature by placing his hand on my forehead. "How are you feeling?"

I didn't want to answer as I remembered what led to this scenario. Him admitting that he was with Alice in her room doing who knows what right after we almost kissed. I stood up, holding on to the edge of the bed for support waiting for my vision to clear. Everything around me spun uncontrollably.

Someone was holding my hand, helping me up when I fell, but I pulled my arm back ungratefully. If I could just reach that door and be gone out of his grasp… but what would I do if I left this room? How would I manage by myself to go back to my own one, given my condition? He let me go and when my vision cleared, I walked several steps only to feel myself stumbling again.

I'd been drugged. There was no other explanation for this. I had almost reached the closed door when I felt the world spinning again. I lost my balance and felt myself spiraling downwards.

Strong arms wrapped against my back, stopping my downfall. Spencer's face was barely recognizable as my half-dazed eyes squinted. He looked disheveled. He could be Evan, for all I care. There's too much resemblance and his hair was somewhat messier than usual, making it hard for me to recognize him except for his smell. "Let me go," I whispered weakly.

"Stop running away." He said, and there was a hint of anger in his voice.

"Let me go," I repeated, although I don't know what would happen to me if he did that. I might tumble to the floor without enough strength to stand back up. I feel so dizzy and there was a lump in my throat.

"No!" that was the first time he had raised his voice. At me, at anyone else. He didn't look as calm as I remembered him to be, and I was silenced. I held on to his arm, letting him carry me back to the bed without another word. While he adjusted a blanket over my head, I realized that I was shivering.

His touch was warm against my cold skin, and I was grateful for the contact.

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