Chapter 7
“Oh, God, please, please let him be okay,” I whisper as I feel for his pulse. The beat is there, steady and even. I look around and see that his backpack is gone. Someone probably attacked him to steal it. I curse through clenched teeth and then shake him softly, pushing his hair off his forehead. After a few moments that seem eternal, his amber eyes open and he looks at me.
I can’t help but smile. “Hey, Lucas…how are you feeling?” I ask as I watch him try to get up.
He doesn’t seem to be injured, except for the nosebleed and a bump on the head.
He cringes against the wall and for a moment I catch only confusion on his beautiful face. I raise my hands without touching him.
“Lucas, tell me…are you okay? What happened?”