CHAPTER 221 Out of the Shadows

　　~  CARA ~

　　I woke up, but even when I blinked I couldn’t see anything. Something soft but thick brushed my eyelashes.

　　A blindfold? What?

　　I inhaled, about to call for Rig—was this a game? If so, I could probably get behind it if he let me brush my teeth first—when the scent of the Night Walker hit the back of my throat and everything that had happened came rushing back. I sat bolt-upright, then winced and grabbed my head, which was screaming with pain and spinning so badly I wondered if I might throw up. 

　　"You'll want to give yourself some time before you move. You may have concussion."

　　The first thing that struck me was how warm the man's voice was, as if he was actually concerned for me.

　　Then I remembered who was talking and every instinct in my body jangled to red alert. 

　　The Night Walker. 

　　I instinctively tried to look behind me because that was the direction his voice came from. But when I turned my head my neck screamed in pain.