Chapter 125: A Coven of Roses, Part 2

I bolted upright, a guttural scream ripping from my throat. Sweat creased my brow and dripped down my back. I fought to draw a deep breath, each inhale razor sharp.

"Chloe?" Trent brushed sweaty strands of hair from my forehead and took my hand in his. "Are you all right?"

I gasped, and my eyes snapped open. Where was I? I glanced around frantically, trying to get my bearings. My attention snagged on Trent. Dressed only in cotton pajama pants, he squeezed my hand, his face full of concern.

My gaze wandered around the unfamiliar room - dark wood walls, hand-carved bed frame and furniture, fluffy tan area rug - until my eyes landed on Jax. He stood in the doorway, arms crossed, wearing only a pair of gym shorts. Behind him stood Sean. The three of them stared at me.

"Um." I cleared my throat and wiped the tears from my eyes. "I had a nightmare." Talk about lame. "I'm okay. Sorry I woke you."

Sean nodded, then left.