Chapter 16
***Nite’s POV***
The sweet smell of caramel and peppermint consumed him. What candle was making this intoxicating scent; it was satisfying. Volkov purred in his slumber and Nite couldn’t help but feel more relaxed as well. Nite felt the source of the relaxation just in front of him, coaxing him to pull it closer and allow himself to be lulled back into a deep sleep.
After another hour or so of rest, he awoke to the sound of running water and annoyed, he made his way to the closet for a pair of fresh clothes; tossing aside the urge to join Hazel under the heated water. Volkov whined internally and Nite rolled his eyes in turn, wanting to just be immune to his voice at the moment.
Hearing the water end, he located and threw on a fresh dark pair of pants
