Chapter 107: Midnight Madness
Elias was not calming down.
The blanket had cut off his air for barely a moment, but it had been enough. The instant Serena hauled it over his face, his eyes flew open. He ripped it back down at once, freeing his head with a violent motion, then stared up at her as if he had been dragged out of a nightmare and dropped straight into another one.
His first instinct was to swing.
Only experience stopped him. Someone jolted awake in the middle of the night was not supposed to look composed, let alone clear-headed enough to throw the first punch without a pause. So Elias held it in. His eyes stayed wide, his breathing sharp, his face full of that half-dazed fury only made sense on someone who had been ripped out of deep sleep.
A few seconds passed before he finally found his voice.
"Serena Blackwood," he said, every word edged with disbelief and anger, "what kind of lunatic loses her mind in the middle of the night like this?"
