Orion’s POV:
— 2 Hours Later —
I felt a freezing chill against my skin. My breath hitched as my eyes snapped open, lungs pulling in sharp air like I'd been underwater too long.
My head throbbed with a blinding ache, like a thousand needles piercing through my skull all at once. I shot upright, my back slick with sweat, and my blood roaring in my ears. Disoriented, it took me a moment to piece things together—until my gaze landed on Zyon.
Everything crashed into me. The betrayal. The drug. Her face. Her scent. Her touch. Her kiss. Her goodbye.
My hand flew out, grabbing Zyon by the collar. I yanked him forward until our faces were inches apart. "Where the f**k is she?!" I snarled, my voice unrecognizable, guttural and broken.
He didn’t answer at first. His eyes dropped to the floor, l
