RIEKA POV.
Voices floated around me as I felt myself drifting in and out of consciousness. I was on the move… or at least the person that was carrying me was. I could feel his arms at my back and under my knees as he carried me. It felt nice. I haven’t been physically close to anyone like this in a very long time. The warmth reminded me of my mate, and I snuggled closer to the warmth when I felt the person trying to set me down. I clutched at the fabric that covered the man’s chest. “S-Steven?” I uttered through my confused thoughts and my eyes fluttered open. Everything was distorted and blurry. I couldn’t focus on the face that swam in front of me, but I sighed in contempt when I felt him cup my face on both sides before he planted a kiss on my forehead. “Don’t worry, love. Rest now.” H
