The soft light from the moon spilled through the window casting soft shadows across the room. On the huge bed, Lyla laid curled under the blankets. She breathed steadily, lost in deep sleep.
A faint crack rang out in the night as someone climbed through the window, closing it quietly after climbing into the room.
Hades.
It wasn't difficult for him to see in the dark. He watched Lyla as she slept,the way her chest rose and fell asleep she breathed. He also took note of the way she held onto the sheets, her facial expression peaceful.
Damn, how he had missed her.
He climbed on the bed carefully, reaching out for her and brushing her cheek with his fingers.
Immediately his fingers made contact with her skin,her eyes fluttered open.
She froze.
She opened parted her lips, about to scream—
But she stopped, when she caught his familiar and comforting scent.
She inhaled sharply, filling her lungs with his scent.
It's Hades.
