For a moment, after what Rion had just said and with his half-lidded eyes staring right into my soul, I couldn't move.
I couldn't even breathe properly, let alone find the words to respond. He looked so still, so calm, and yet everything about him screamed wrong.
But then it hit me again. This wasn't some fleeting, intimate moment. This was life and death.
"Didn't you hear me?" My voice shook as panic rose in my chest. "I think my blood isn't working! You will die if we don't do anything about it. It may take some time for the poison to kill you, but your internal organs will already be damaged, and who knows what chance you'll have to recover? I need to leave you for a moment, I'll get Keigan—"
A low chuckle slipped out of him, stopping me. My hand fell away from his cheek, dropping at my side.
