The Prey

“…so grateful, Sera, you have no idea. I thought I lost you forever.”

Her voice wavered with thick emotions as she cupped my face. Her touch was hesitant like she was afraid I’d disappear if she held on too tight.

I just stared at her.

Drank her in.

She was real. Flesh and blood. Not a memory, not a dream.

Tears burned the back of my throat, but I swallowed them down. I couldn’t afford to break. Not now. Not yet.

Instead, I reached up and placed my hand over hers, feeling the warmth of her skin, the soft tremble in her fingers.

"How are you here?" I...