Irina
I felt like s**t. What was it Alec used to say? ‘Shite warmed over.’ Yes, that what I felt like. All night, my body was wracked with shivers and fevers. The bone-deep cold was only chased away by Quinn’s body heat. My emotions were haywire too. The terrible shame that pervaded me had given way to anxious paranoia. I jumped as small rustling sounds and my body flooded with adrenaline each time.
I laid still for a moment as my consciousness continued to gather. Quinn’s presence was gone but I’d been awoken by unease coming through our bond. Even in my hazy aftermath I felt it. There had been a lot of noise, but it had reached me down a muffled tunnel. I blinked my eyes open, and the room blurred into shapes. A face loomed over me, and I jumped.
“Rina?” Al’s voice was filled with
