JAYDEN

At some point, the weight of the night finally caught up with me. My eyes grew heavy as I sat in the corner, watching the two souls I would kill for. The steady rhythm of their breathing lulled me until darkness pulled me under.

I stirred when something soft brushed against me. A blanket—draped slowly over my shoulders.

My eyes cracked open, and before she could pull away, I caught her hand.

Catriona froze, her eyes widening. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“I was already awake,” I murmured, my voice low, rough with fatigue.

With a tug, I pulled her closer until she was perched on my lap,...