"What happened to him?!" Maddison's voice nearly broke into a shriek, sharp with anger and alarm.
The reaction was immediate. Those who had been halfheartedly standing around Ashley's makeshift funeral turned at once, their attention snapping away from the so-called mourning. Whatever solemnity had been there vanished as they rushed toward Nathan, abandoning the ceremony without a second thought.
The sudden commotion stirred him.
A low grunt slipped past his lips as his consciousness clawed its way back. His eyes opened slowly, unfocused at first, then sharpened just enough for him to register that something was off.
He caught an unfamiliar scent of humans in the air.
It lingered faintly, enough to catch his attention even through the haze clouding his mind.
But before he could question it... His gaze shifted.
And there it was.
