“It’s okay, sweet girl. I’ve got you,” Rayne rasps, his voice coated in something I’ve never heard from him before. If I had to hazard a guess, fear. “I’ve got you.” I allow myself to sink into his warmth, the terror I felt only a few moments ago evaporating as I give myself to Rayne, and trust him to keep me safe as I give into the darkness tugging at the edge of my vision.
