Emily
A day later I still haven’t been able to get out of bed. Drifting in and out of sleep is one thing, but every time I dream, I’m right back in that club. That irresistible power swelling through me until I wake up more exhausted than when I dozed off.
Maybe I’d sleep better if Azriel was her for me to curl up against. Losing myself in his embrace, those strong arms so safe that not even nightmares can reach me.
But I’ve been alone almost the entire time we’ve been back. Both Azriel and Thomas have been downstairs with that woman we rescued. I know helping her was important, but that doesn’t stop tiny flickers of jealousy from sparkling inside me. What about her is so special that neither of them can think of coming to see me?
I know I’m being silly. Selfish, even. It’s not like I’ve been abandoned. Azriel brought me some water earlier, and even invited me to come down.