Chapter 85 Angel's Trumpet

*Ana*

“Hmmn?” I stir at the strange sound. It’s a sort of insect buzz that fills the room.

“Wha-” I try to speak, but my tongue is dry and stupid. I need to snap my mouth a few times to get the saliva working before I try again.

“Crickets? Why?” I slowly open my eyes as the sound drones on. I see the canopy of the bed above me. Just as I thought, I was still in my room.

But why do I still hear those damn crickets?

“Hmm,” I scrunch my nose as I feel a rush. The light hurts and gives a light throb above my right eye. I wince before blinking a few more times to wake up. I must have been asleep for quite some time.

“Good morning, sleepy head-” A voice calls. It’s close. Closer than I expected anyone to be.

“Cousin?” I groan as my eyes focus. I find a face looming over me. Mykhol is next to me on the bed.

“What time is it?” I get up to rub my eyes and peer around for Naska. She doesn’t appear to be in the room.

Did she go to get more blood? Or take a break? I doubt she will be gone for