Calvin’s POV
The first time I woke up, pain greeted me like an old friend.
It wasn’t the sharp, searing agony that had consumed me during Lorien’s punishment, but a dull ache that radiated through every nerve in my body. My head throbbed, my back burned, and even the shallow rise and fall of my chest felt like a battle.
I wanted to move, to sit up, but my body refused.
And then, I saw her.
Kamrynn.
She was sitting in the chair beside my bed, her hands resting in her lap. Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, and her eyes—Moon Goddess, those eyes—were filled with something I hadn’t seen in them for so long: concern.
For a moment, I thought I was hallucinating.
It wouldn’t have been the first time my mind conjured up images of her, especially in my darker moments when gui
