TITLE: In Darkness Reborn
GENRE: Futuristic Romance
The Anatta left her alone to watch Jaxon die. A suffocating sensation tightened her throat, making it difficult to swallow. Morena leaned against her ward's bedside, her legs shaking with the effort to stay upright. She stroked his hot cheek, sliding her fingertips through the damp, copper hair lying in limp strands on his moist skin. He moaned, his head moving from side to side. Agony etched deep lines into his skin, giving his young features the illusion of old age.
He wouldn't last much longer. His pain-filled wails, soft now, came farther and farther apart. Each ragged inhale and choked exhale drew him from her. Her own breath caught within her chest. When he died, she'd have failed to keep her promise. Failed to do her duty.
And you'll be alone.
She shuddered at the reminder she couldn't escape and pulled her hand back. Folding her arms about her waist, she held tight and rocked. Anguish squeezed her heart. Unable to watch his torture, she closed her eyes. He made a slight gasp and, for a brief moment, silence hung in the room.
A tiny noise, a whisper of silk brushing against stone, grabbed her attention. Her eyes snapped open and she pivoted. Her gaze swept around the room. Faint light from two luminas cast numerous shadows on the smooth, granite walls of the large chamber. Flickering darkness mocked her attempts to see the secrets hidden within.