ZAHRA-ROSE
My eyes snapped open, the morning sun streaming through the window in warm golden streaks. I rubbed my eyes, trying to piece together where I was and how I ended up in a bed instead of the ground or a cell.
“You’re finally awake.”
The cold bite of his voice shattered the silence in the room. My head whipped toward the sound, my heart wobbling in my chest.
Ashvin sat in a chair in the far corner, a cup in his hand. His bright blue eyes looked shadowed, the lines beneath them deeper than I remembered. Had he stayed there all night, watching me?
Eira gave a restless growl in the back of my mind, ready to push forward. I shoved her down. I needed this morning to think, to just exist, without my wolf crowding my thoughts.
My mind felt foggy, memories dull. The only thing I kne
