Chapter 173: Unwanted Alliance

I sank into the comfy mattress, my toes curling against the soft, cotton sheets. My head, cradled by a stack of fluffy pillows, no longer ached. Groaning with delight, I stretched my arms above my head and twisted, extending my back to work out the kinks.

Then, my eyes snapped open, and I bolted upright. Where was I? The last thing I remembered was being in the car, escaping from the coven.

"You're awake," Trent said from somewhere across the room, which was shrouded in total darkness.

Relief washed over me, and I eased back against the pillows. I was in Trent's room. In his bed. But why wasn't he next to me?

"Yeah," I said. "What time is it?" I yawned. "What day is it?"

He climbed into bed and pulled me into his arms. I sighed and snuggled up to him, draping my arm across his stomach. God, I'd missed him so much. No amount of time would make up for what we'd lost, for the mistakes I'd made.

"It's August second," he said.