XANDER'S POV
"Welcome back," a sweet saccharine voice said, it sounded too loud, almost sending shock waves through my head. Speaking of which,
my head was pounding, reminding me of my younger days when we mixed the strongest alcoholic drinks we could find to knock ourselves out. The morning after was always a horror, though we found it worthy in our youth.
I hated that feeling right now. I moved my hand to massage my temples, hoping it would relieve some of the pain but I couldn't lift them, a few tugs told me they were bound. That made my eyes split open, and the annoying voice I heard registered. I'd disregarded it thinking it was Daciana, she always found joy when that happened and she did her best to make my morning more miserable. Except,
this didn't sound like her.
"Oh, wake up
