HANNAH'S POV
I felt a little heat on my face. Slowly, I opened my eyes and immediately squinted as the ray of sunlight coming in through the open window hit my eyes. I was lying in an unfamiliar room that was certainly not mine and- I felt my heart speed up at this thought- not the room I had been given at Asher's place.
I frowned, and tasked my brain to remember what had happened to me. The last thing I could remember was the good Samaritan who had dropped me off at Icestone pack when I had been in so much pain that I had felt I would die the very next second.
I took in a deep breath, looked around and nearly gave a yelp of surprise but I was too exhausted to do so. Sitting on a chair right beside the bed on which I lay, but sleeping, was Jace. He looked tired, and strained.
"Jace,
