_Alina's POV_
When I woke up, my head felt heavy and foggy. I blinked, trying to piece together the fragments of my memory. I was wearing a different robe than the one I had on last night, but I couldn't remember changing clothes. I started to panic as I realized that I was alone in the tent. Where was Alaric? My mind was a blur, only flashes of the previous night coming to me, leaving me feeling confused and scared.
I reached for a small mirror nearby and held it up to my face. My breath caught as I saw love bites scattered over my neck. What had really happened last night? I could vaguely remember Alaric holding me in his arms, but the memories were so hazy.
With trembling hands, I checked my body, and felt relieved when I realized that I had not been violated. Alaric had not
