ELENA'S POV
I didn't sleep well.
Every time I came close to it something pulled me back. Not nightmares. Not pain. Just awareness, heightened and restless, like every sense I had was operating at a frequency slightly above what I was used to and couldn't find the way back down to something quiet enough to rest in.
By four in the morning I gave up and sat up on the cot and listened to the compound around me.
I could hear everything.
Not the way I'd been able to hear things two days ago, when enhanced hearing meant I could catch conversations through walls if I concentrated. This was different. Passive. Effortless. The perimeter wolves talking in low voices two hundred meters out.
Seraphine's breathing in the next room, steadier than it had been six hours ago. Kyle moved in the room a
