Donahue
I wake up with the sun brightening up the room and I instantly know something is wrong. Fraya isn't cuddled around me, her scent already fading, telling me that she has been gone a while. I quickly jump up and grab my fighting gear before running down the stairs. Isaac is lying on the couch drool running down his cheek. I shake him hard and he jumps up, nearly cutting my head off when he rips out the dagger strapped to his leg. I jump back just in time, the blade missing me by millimeters. "What the f**k! Where is she?" He shouts, looking around. "I am going to f*****g kill her when I get my hands on her!" He keeps shouting.
"Your hands on who?" I ask him, getting a sinking feeling that Fraya is the one he wants to strangle to death.
"Your f*****g wife. I knew she was going to
