Ira woke up in Liam’s room and sighed.
She did not want to be here. Trust her luck to get captured while she was rescuing someone!
She looked around. Nothing had changed.
The cross between a room and a cave with no window in sight was still as pleasant. Liam’s tantalising scent of Sage lingered in the room and on the bed in the sheets enclosing her. She looked at the closed wooden door of the room.
By experience, she knew that the door would be locked. She tried to get up but the pain from her back overwhelmed her.
She continued to reflect on the events of the last couple of days.
She was sure it was more than a day but had lost the track of time. So much had happened since the time she headed out in the travel bubble conjured by James and now.
It seemed like only a couple of day
