Milas POV:
I wake to the soft hum of the engine and the rhythmic thrum of tires against asphalt. The world outside a blur of streetlights and shadows as I slowly open my eyes, the warmth of the car enveloping me like a cocoon. Blinking, I try to shake off the remnants of sleep, but my mind feels foggy, as if I were wading through a thick mist.
“Alia..” I ask tentatively. Upon hearing nothing, a feeling of dread settles deep in the pit of my stomach as I try to suppress the initial panic that threatens to overwhelm me.
Beside me, the vampire continues to drive with an air of calm confidence, his hands steady on the wheel as he makes no comment on my waking. Turning my head slightly, I notice his profile is sharp and striking, the contours of his face illuminated by the passing lights. Th
