I woke up to someone squirming beside me. It took me two frowns and several distorted blinks to notice the shackled grip over my waist. But what confused me more was the irregular heartbeats and rushed breaths of a person glued to my back. Startled and confused I twisted in Ezra’s hold to look back at him. What caught me by surprise were his eyes shut close and a frown marring his forehead.

Sweat trickled down the side of his face as his lips parted to draw in strangled breaths. Something twisted inside me. Hard. Before I know what I was doing, I had my hand placed over his on...