OLAMIDE

A rustle by the skylight and the penetrative lights that hit my closed lids the next second was enough to wake me up. I turned on the direction of the frantic movement, immediately noticing that Jason was not in bed.

"Are you going somewhere?" I asked noticing he was all dressed up in a suit.

He kept his gaze on the mirror but I didn't miss that sunken look on his face. "Yes. I have an alliance meeting."

"So...what happens to me?"

Jason took a calming breath. He clearly did not want to have this conversation. In fact, if his movements weren't so lacking in grace, we might not...