Broken Nightmare
A slight nod came from him as he looked back onto the road.
“Thank you,” I whisper, but so light I'm not sure they heard me.
“Alright, Elana, in case he isn't a foreseer, I need you to have a blanket to wrap him up in. I don't want the boy to get sick.”
Searching around, I checked under the bench Derek and I were on. I felt a duffel bag and pulled it up to see the extra clothes Nathan carried around in case he needs to shift.
Digging into it, I pulled out a small dark green blanket he has tucked in the bottom. “Okay, ready.”
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