Lucian
What the fuck was wrong with him?
“Sir, I feel better now,” Clara mumbled sounding a little husky. Wait, was she feeling this too?
“Oh, sorry.” Lucian rushed to his feet and away from her as though touching her burned him.
Clara rose to her full height, wobbling a little and Lucian rushed to her side in less than a second. Lucian let out a painful laugh, frustrated at himself for being in the same position twice in less than a minute. He hated this, whatever it was, he held no control over his actions anymore and that never meant anything good for him and those around him.