Chapter 4

"Careful."

A deep, clear male voice rang out from above me.

He spoke with an accent from back home.

I forced my eyes open, and my gaze locked onto a pair of intense, dark eyes.

The man was dressed in a black parka, with a faint scent of fir lingering around him.

He frowned, reaching out to feel my forehead.

"You're burning up," he said. "That's a serious fever."

I clung weakly to his sleeve.

"Help me," I whispered.

When I came to, I was back in my own bed.

The heater was working again.

On the nightstand, there was…