Chapter Eight

Luka's POV

The hotel was supposed to be the best they had in town but it looked like a cheap place with too many rooms and not enough beds. I wonder how Alfred had managed to locate this place.

When I got to my room, it didn’t look as bad as I had expected it to be.

The bed seemed more solid than it had looked when we had walked in. That was good. At least now I was getting proper sleep, instead of the usual hours of tossing and turning, and maybe that was why it still didn’t look so terrible. I

“I'll be in the next room if you need me” Alfred’s voice echoed through my room. I had forgotten he was still here.

I nodded at him but still didn't turn until I heard the creaking of the door as it closed behind him.

I saw her amber eyes against her freckled face and I knew immediately that it was wrong - she was dead. There was no way her heart could still beat or her lungs take a breath.

I remember her battered body on the cold ground in the woods . Her lifeless eyes staring up into noth