Chapter 121

Kira

I’ve never had a hangover like this. My head feels like it’s going to explode, and my body feels sluggish, even more so than usual.

The lights in my room are bright. Obnoxiously bright. I can see the streaming light bulbs through the seams of my eyelids. An audible groan escapes and I try to roll over and shove my head under the pillow, but my arms gets tugged back as I try to move. What the–

A blanket is pulled over me by a warm hand, blocking out the sun. “Hey there.”

Grateful for the sudden darkness of my new cocoon, I stay beneath. “Perrin?” My voice is strangely hoarse.

“The one and only.” I can hear the smile in his voice. No, not a smile. Relief.

I open my eyes, confused and blinking in the glowing gray ambience of my makeshift blanket fort. The sheets below me are white, linen, and ironed to perfection.

This isn’t my bed.

“Where am I?”

“Don’t remember much, do you?”

Thinking makes my head hurt and my mouth feels full of cotton. “Can I have some water?” A moment later, a