Freya’s POV
I didn’t travel to the in-between to see Ezren’s wolf last night. I tried, but I was too exhausted by worry.
What my wolf said about the in-between drifted through me like whispers I couldn’t catch. The in-between was where secrets of the soul were revealed. I had to be ready to face them if they were to arise within the in-between.
The sunrise painted the morning sky in cotton candy colors, and I wondered how I made it into my bed. Was I so tired last night that the nurses muscled me into bed, unaware, or had they asked one of the guards outside my room to help? Regardless, I was grateful. Sitting in the chair beside Ezren had taken a toll on my recovery.
Ezren’s skin was paler, and there was a hint of red on his cheeks. Did he have a fever? I tried to sit up but my body f
