MICHELLE's P O V
As I looked around, I realized that we were not in the dorm as I had originally imagined but rather some sort of an office. The room included two small beds lined the walls from each other, and a wall filled with cupboards and drawers sat behind a single enormous desk.
We were by ourselves, and I could feel my head beginning to spin as images of the fight began to flood my mind.
‘‘Colter…?’’ I croaked out, licking my dry, cracked lips to wet them. I blinked my eyes at Kaden, searching for answers. ‘‘Is Colter alright? Where is he? I want to see him…’’
‘‘He is all right...'' Kaden answered, who was perched on the edge of the bed I was lying in. Because his hip was resting against my thigh, which caused my skin to light up like a livewire, I slid aside in the h
