RILEY’S POV
The pain woke me.
A sharp, aching throb that spread through my body like fire. My head pounded, my ribs ached, and every inch of me felt sore and stiff. I let out a low groan, blinking against the dim lighting of the room. The air smelled strange, like wood, something earthy, and a hint of something else I couldn’t quite place.
Where am I?
Memories rushed back in a painful flood.
The club. The woman’s attack. Blood. Darkness.
My breathing hitched, panic rising in my chest. My fingers gripped the soft blankets beneath me as I forced myself to focus. I was in a bed, an actual bed, not the cold ground I had expected to wake up on. The sheets were thick and warm, and the room was spacious, though unfamiliar. Dark wooden walls, a tall window with heavy curtains, and a large mi
