There was a soft pattering of raindrops on the bedchamber windowpanes. Distant lightning flashes disrupted Kane from his slumber. His body tossed about restlessly in the empty bed.
His hand searched the mattress for the warmth of Giselle's body, but instead, he felt the coldness of the sheets beneath his fingertips. It was apparent she had not been there for a while.
An icy sensation of dread came over Lord Alexsander as he realized she had gone missing. He remembered the sight of her pale face this evening. Kane rubbed his hand over his face as he thought of where she might be.
He was concerned that Giselle might have collapsed somewhere and was lying there unconscious and in need of his assistance.
In a hurry, he jumped out of bed and hastily donned his robe and the snug slippers next to the footboard.
