Chapter 126
- The papers are ripped from my hands before I can react. A surprised gasp escapes me as I turn to find Clark standing far too close, holding the pages above his head, well out of my reach.
- “You need rest,” he says firmly, his tone brooking no argument. “And Lucas will heal faster if you’re near him.”
- His hand lowers, pressing lightly between my shoulder blades. The gesture isn’t aggressive, but it’s certainly insistent.