The pain woke her first.
It crawled slowly through her body, settling into her ribs, her shoulders, and the back of her skull like a dull, yet stubborn ache.
Serena inhaled sharply and immediately regretted it when the pain from her injured ribs flared up.
Her eyelids fluttered open.
For a moment she didn’t move.
She just stared up at a ceiling she didn't recognize.
This wasn’t her dorm.
Serena’s pulse jumped.
She pushed herself up slightly, wincing as her muscles screamed in protest.
The blanket slid down to her waist and she quickly looked down at herself.
Her chest was still felt and her shoulders broad still.
Her scent was still unmistakably that of a male.
Relief washed over her so suddenly she almost sagged back into the pillows.
She was still Soren.
The necklace?!
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