I woke up to sunlight streaming through the windows, warming my face. For a moment, I didn’t move. The bed beneath me was softer than anything I’d ever known, the faint scent of cedar and musk lingering in the air, wrapping around me like a comforting cocoon.
Kane.
Memories of the previous night came flooding back—the way he’d carried me through the halls, his unexpected gentleness, and his dark, unreadable eyes as he asked me for the truth. I had told him everything.
But where did that leave me?
I sat up, the sheets pooling around me. The room was empty, and Kane was gone. My chest tightened. What was he planning? Would he kill me for lying to him, even if I hadn’t meant to? I couldn’t sit here and wait.
I needed answers.
Throwing off the covers, I slipped out of bed and found one o
