Nadia
When I woke up, I found myself wrapped like a baby in a thick, heavy blanket that covered me up to my chin.
The room was dark, lit only by a beam of golden light slipping through a crack in the window. My limbs throbbed with pain as if I had taken a hell of a beating.
Because I had.
"I know something that will make you feel better."
The voice bloomed in my mind like a thought that wasn’t mine. I felt a rhythmic movement over my stomach. I looked down.
Arcano was lying on top of me, comfortable as a king on his throne. His black paws pressing into my stomach like a baker kneading dough.
"What?"
"This, obviously."
I blinked at him, incredulous.
"You kneading little buns on me?"
"Just be grateful, brat."
"I am. But you were nicer when you couldn’t talk, you know?"
"And you’
