Senna’s POV

I woke up in a bed that was too soft. That was the first thing I noticed. I didn’t notice the ceiling above me, or the quiet. I didn’t notice the unfamiliar scent of something clean and floral.

I noticed the bed.

It was so comfortable and lush, like being on a cloud. That’s how I knew I was somewhere very unfamiliar.

I pushed myself up too fast. Pain flared through my side, like sharp knives. It was enough to make me suck in a breath.

“Right,” I muttered. My wound came flooding back to me. It was still there, although it was heavily bandaged and not nearly...