Eden Hart POV

Thud.

Eden hit the mattress hard, the impact knocking the remaining breath from her lungs.

The plush, heavy duvet rose up around her shivering frame as she scrambled backward, her hands clawing at the sheets.

Cassian stood at the foot of the bed, and without taking his unhinged eyes off her, his hands moved to the buttons of his soaked shirt, unbuttoning one by one.

"Strip, little pet." Cassian commanded, his voice dropping into a low, deep voice. “I’ll make you warm.”

Eden scrambled backward until her spine hit the heavy wooden headboard.

The fever was burning her alive from the inside, but the look in Cassian’s...