Alana stared at her sleeping friend. Feesh had not moved for the past 24 hours. Alana was really worried now. There had to be something else. Something was wrong with Feesh. She needed to know what was wrong.
"Feesh, if you can somehow hear me," she whispered, leaning so she wouldn't have to raise her voice. "You.. you have to fight for your life, Feesh. You have to fight."
"She has fought enough."
Alana gasped and turned. Lucious stood at the doorway. His hands placed in his pockets and his shirt looking slightly rough, like someone had just grabbed him seductively. probably one his mistresses. A man like this has hundreds of women in his bed.
she quickly shook her head to will the wayward thoughts away. She stared at him as he silently walked into the room. His eyes never leaving h
