CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
Raven's POV A crazy warmth was what woke me. For a split second, panic flared in my chest because I thought my heat had returned, that the fire was starting all over again. But as the fog of sleep cleared, I realized it was just a physical weight. Something—or someone—warm was pressed up against me. I blinked my eyes open. The room was slowly brightening with the first rays of dawn, and I realized I was still in the lounge. We must have fallen asleep right there on the sofa. It was amazing; I hadn't stirred once through the entire night. I looked down and nearly laughed. Valen was wrapped around my legs tightly, like a vine seeking a trellis. His head was resting right in my lap, and he looked completely knocked out, his usual sharp features softened by sleep. Then I noticed Darian. He
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