Orion's POV

I woke with a jolt, my heart still hammering from the heated, chaotic rush of last night. The sheets beside me were empty, and I quickly scanned the room, only to find it completely still. My breath caught in my throat as panic hit me like a wave.

Where was she?

I shot out of bed, barely able to focus as I fumbled with my shirt, my mind racing. Ava. She couldn’t have just—she couldn’t have left. I had to make sure everything was okay.

I threw my shirt on, haphazardly buttoning it, my mind spinning as I fastened my belt. I grabbed my phone, dialing her number...