Rafael blinked his eyes open and stared at the ceiling for a while.
Also, a warmth lingered in her hands and at the same time, he felt his back on the soft cushioned texture of his bed and when he traced the hand, he saw Sonya at the end of it.
As consciousness fully returned, he took a moment to gather his bearings. Panic coursed through his veins as he realized he was back in his room, in his own bed. He sat up quickly, his mind racing to piece together the events before his unconsciousness had claimed him.
The last thing he remembered was being surrounded by members of the revolution at the Lycan council. He shuddered at the memory of their twisted feast upon the bodies of the elders.
How long had he been out? He wondered. Did he win? Was the Lycan council finally destroyed? He wa
