Caleb’s mouth hung open—three little words. You’ve been poisoned. What the fuck? When he reached up to run his hands through his hair, Asa batted them away. Instead of pushing away, the man grasped his head behind both ears and pulled him forward until their foreheads touched. For the second time that evening, the light shifter shushed him.
A low vibration hummed between them. It felt like touching a low-voltage battery. It didn’t hurt. Instead, the sensation was weird. He barely breathed