Ethan;
I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling above me. There's sunlight in the room, and that's all I can focus on as I wait for my mind to catch up with my body.
There's this quiet, exhausted hum running through me, and I feel spent. I hate waking up from sleep only to feel weak. What then was the point of the nap??
My head feels thick, as if it's been packed with cotton, and my arms and legs feel distant… uncooperative.
I shut my eyes and let out a breath as I try to find strength.
I'm back in my room. The high ceiling, neutral colours, and the soft, expensiveness that still hasn't fully settled into my bones, despite how many days I've spent here.
Last night creeps back into my mind, and I pause. I remember the compound, the cool air… and the way my chest seized… The way my knees gave out.
And then Alpha Aurelian catching me. His strong arms and firm voice… I must have worried him.
I should apologise.
I swallow and push myself up slightly, and I immediately regret it.
