DANTE’S POV
I woke with the wrong kind of weight in my chest, if almost felt as if I hadn't had any rest at all. As if I had been awake the entire night but I hadn't. I had slept like a baby, maybe it was the fact that this was the first time that I was spending the night with Selene in my room and in such close proximity to me.
Its not that I was in any kind of pain, it was worse than that. Disorientation. As though I had been running all night and only just stopped, my lungs still burning, my pulse refusing to slow. The room was dim, dawn barely bleeding through the heavy curtains, rain tapping faintly against the windows like a persistent thought I couldn’t shake. Selene, lay on her side of the room turned away from me.
I knew she was there without looking. The bond what was left of
