Nara

I'm not with my mate. I can't feel him. It's dark where I am, but that's because my eyes are closed. I flutter them open and adjust them to the room's brightness.

I'm lying in a very large bed that feels like a soft cloud. My throat is dry, and I have a slight headache. I sit up slowly and survey the room with my eyes. It is lovely, with a tall ceiling and a large arched floor-to-ceiling window.

This is not the packhouse. We were ambushed, and Kian got out of the car to fight the rogues. Lorenzo was there, and after shouting at him, I ran to...