Silvermoonglow

When somebody knocked on his bedroom door at half past twelve in the morning, Cal grumbled as he practically fell out of bed. Considering the immense plush of the spread, it was like trying to wrestle free of the comforter. He hoped to high heaven that it was something actually important and not just Jenna whining about not being able to reach something on the top shelf of her room. So when the door swung open and it was Sophie standing on the threshold, he almost couldn't stop himself from smiling. Until he saw all the blood. Any pleasure at seeing her face suddenly disappeared and out of instinct, he reached out and grabbed hold of her ar