Jasper and Alaia were both on a mission the next day. She was going to get answers as he set out to help Paige. So, as he left towards Paige, she went to her uncle’s bedroom.
After the witch’s life had ended, the death spell that had been gripping Rayne’s soul had left her. But she had been depleted and weak for a while, so she was still laid up in bed.
Desmond’s bed.
Walking into her uncle’s room, Alaia looked in as Desmond took Rayne’s lunch tray. “Do you need anything else?” Desmond asked kindly. Rayne giggled as she whispered softly, “You to stop acting like my slave. People might start looking for the whip.”
Desmond chuckled as he stroked Rayne’s hair gently, “Ha ha, very funny.” Rayne grinned, “Aren’t I?” Desmond pushed a strand of hair out of her face, “You get some rest. I
