Melrose's POV:
The sweet scent of amber and rich earth pulled me from sleep. As I inhaled this delightful aroma, I allowed myself to be rocked gently—it felt like a comforting embrace filled with safety; even with my dulled senses, a feeling of security washed over me. Then suddenly, my eyes flew open in disbelief: the rocking sensation came from being carried; I was engulfed in firm, strong arms- Soren's arms... what the hell? How did I end up back in his arms again?
“We went willingly,” Ahknoxi purred, her voice dripping with amusement. I groaned at the sound of her incessant chatter. Desperate to change my focus, I attempted to look around, but I saw only a whirlwind of trees, and above me, the dark sky stretched out, a deep canvas of indigo that contrasted sharply against the radian
