Chapter 8: The bracelet.

I wake up in the comfort of a soft bed, and I snuggle into it because every part of my body hurts.

I groan softly, and moan as I find a better spot that accelerates the comfort I feel. The first thing that makes me know something is weird is the scent of this bed. It’s a scent that makes me want to bury my nose into the bed and breathe more of it.

It’s minty.

Earthy.

Musky.

This isn’t what my bed smells like, then I open my eyes, and fear goes through me. I’m in a strange room

I look around to see it’s large. It’s sparsely but tastefully furnished. The room radiates power and restraint at the same time. More than that it’s a room I've never been in before. I jolt when I hear a rich dark voice call out my name, “Antonia.”

I whip my eyes to its direction immediately, and a confusing sight meets me because standing right there at the door, is Tieran, Malahchi’s uncle, with a steaming cup of tea in a saucer in his hands and a concerned look in his eyes.

Tieran crowds the entryw