Ninety three.

Damien’s POV

I’m awakened by an excruciating pain, a horrid uncomfortable stabbing pain, rolling across my entire torso. It was worse than when Ketill stabbed me. I try to reach out to Irina, only for my hand to hit a cold pillow. With the pain, I sit up and look around. Irina wasn’t even present in the room, where was she? It was still dark outside.

“Irina?” I reach out through a link but it was like I was being blocked, my words fizzing out before she hears them.

“What’s going on?” Aiden asks me, he was contorted up in just as much pain as I was, whatever was happening was affecting the both of us.

“I don’t know” I tell him, everything had been fine when we went to bed. Even Irina had been calm and had cuddled into me. I hoped that she hadn’t done anything stupid. I hoped she hadn't gone through with her plan.

Barely being able to move, I call for Austin. When he appears, he