CASSANDRA
I awoke with a start. My chest heaved as I fought to catch my breath and once my vision adjusted to the low light, I realized I was staring into Asher’s steel-gray eyes. Startled, I nearly jumped out of my bed.
As I blinked and looked around, I realized I wasn’t in mine at all.
What was going on?
What had happened to me?
“Cassandra,” Asher said softly in surprise. “You’re awake.”
We were in a spacious room I’d never seen before. The furnishings were extravagant and fine, from the golden-threaded rug on the dark floors to the intricate tapestry hung on the emerald-painted walls. Soft embers glowed from the fireplace on the far end of the room and provided warmth and a light glow. Every surface gleamed and sparkled, and I admired the warm comforter on the bed.
Yet, I couldn’
