Liam crawled to his feet, his head pounding like a jackhammer. The world spun around him as he stared up at the night sky, confusion washing over him.
"What... what the hell happened?" he mumbled, touching his neck where two small puncture wounds stung. His fingers came away with traces of blood.
His heard hurt as he start at the sky where his room roof should've been. "Why the hell am I on the ground in a...street?"
That's when he heard the sobbing. Turning his head—which made everything spin worse—he saw Lucien holding Scarlett, who was crying into his chest.
"I'm so sorry," she kept repeating through her tears. "I couldn't stop it. I couldn't control it."
"Shh, it's okay," Lucien whispered, stroking her hair. "It wasn't you. It wasn't your fault."
Everything came rushing back to L
