Chapter 168: "Sacred Bonds and Hidden Pain"
(Grace's POV)
I woke to the sound of light footsteps and the faint clink of glass. Blinking against the soft light filtering through the heavy curtains, I squinted, trying to piece together where I was. The warmth from the plush bedding wrapped around me hinted that I wasn't at my neutral territory apartment.
Then it hit me. The scent. Familiar, overwhelming, and distinctly Alexander’s.
Panic surged through me as I sat up too quickly, the dizziness from last night threatening to pull me back down. My fingers brushed the smooth fabric of the moon-blessed sleeping robes I now wore, and heat immediately rushed to my cheeks.
Had he...? No. He wouldn’t. There was no way he—
“Ah, you’re awake,” a calm voice interrupted my spiraling thoughts
