Kael’s POV

My eyes snapped open and I expected the cold embrace of the afterlife. Instead, I was in a dimly lit room heavy with the smell of herbs and something rotting.

Then I heard a voice beside me. When I turned to look, I felt a sharp pain in my side.

“Careful.”

Klaus?

“Is that you?” I asked.

“What do you think? That I would leave you to die?”

He helped me up. Immediately I saw the table, I knew we were in Madam Volker’s house. “How long have I been out?” I asked.

“A couple of hours,” Klaus responded. “And that …was a reckless move. How could I...