Alvira Pov.
So Derek was dead.
This was the first thing I thought of when I woke up.
To be honest, after all that I witness last night, I thought I would end up having a nightmare but surprisingly I slept well in Kaldric arms.
Still lying on the bed, I stare at the ceiling waiting for the grief of Derek's death to hit me but minutes passed and I felt nothing.
Absolutely nothing and that bothered me.
It felt normal not to feel anything when my grandma and stepfather died but Derek was different or so I thought.
A lone tear slip from my eyes as I began to wonder if something was wrong with me.
Despite seeing Kaldric kill a man, I still desire him.
Infact, he had taken me back home, run a bath for me and caress my hair till I fell asleep.
It felt strange being cared for but last night just made it harder for me to let go of him.
I know it's crazy but even though he just entered my life, Kaldric has become the first person to defend me, to kill for me and to care for me.
