—AVERY— The first thing I felt was the softness beneath me. Sheets. Silky, smooth, and far too comfortable. My eyes fluttered open. The ceiling above me was high, painted ivory. A chandelier hung in the middle, glittering faintly in the soft morning light.Where am I? My heart began to race. I sat up quickly, wincing at the soreness that ran through my body. The faint scent of cedar and something deeply masculine lingered in the air. It was unfamiliar yet disturbingly comforting.Then I looked down.My breath hitched. I was wearing a man’s shirt. Big, white, and loose, slipping down one shoulder. Beneath it, nothing but my bare thighs. Panic struck hard.“What the—” I whispered, clutching the sheets. My mind raced back to the last thing I remembered: Mr. Ruz, Kira, the injection, the burning heat tearing through me. Before I could fully process it, the bathroom door opened.I froze.And came out…Damon. Water dripped from his wet hair, rolling down the hard lines of his chest, di
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