EMBER'S POV
I woke up once again, in a dimly lit room, and it felt like Deja vu for so many obvious reasons. Except, this time around, I didn't wake up feeling nauseous and weak. Instead, I felt quite rested and energized. But it took several moments before I finally registered where I was. The space was cozy, and I had a soft brown quilt over me, but I still could not recognize the room I was in. In fact, I had no idea why I should have been there in the first place. I closed my eyes, as scenes of the past couple of hours played in my head, and I quickly opened my eyes and paid attention to the scents around me.
No, there wasn't any trace of wolfsbane in the air. If anything, the room smelled of cedarwood and coffee. Jean. The room smelled like Jean.
I tried to sit up and felt very ti
