Zephyr's eyes were wide, shocked, his breath ragged. “I need my bracelet,” he said, he pulled his weight up, attempting to leave the bed but Rowan prevented him.
“Zephyr calm down, you need to get strength back.”
“No, I'm alright,” His voice hardened. “I need to get it back!”
“Zephyr,” Rowan said. His gaze snapped to his wrist and back into Zephyr’s eyes. “I'm sure someone must've taken it off before bringing you in. It's safe.”
Someone. The thought clawed at Zephyr’s mind.
Aiden
His stomach churned. His eyes darkened, hands clawing at the bed sheet with heat flared in his chest.
“Zephyr.”
“I have to leave,” He cut in. He reached his hand over to the drip as he stripped it off his arm.
“Zephyr, stop,” Rowan said in a firm voice, but he didn’t listen. He forced himself on His fe
