HopeI wake to my very favorite smell in the whole world, Levi’s cherrywood scent.I snuggle closer to him, as my brain tries to wake up and figure out how we ended up in Levi’s arms. Where are we? Is it still my birthday weekend?‘No, we’re in New York,’ Qadira says, sounding tired.I frown, my brain taking a moment to catch up. New York?‘Tanya. Stalker. Attack,’ she says and my eyes shoot open.“TANYA!”“Shh, she’s fine,” Levi says, just as Tanya rushes into our room.“You’re awake! Oh, Hope. I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” she says, rushing over to me.I think she would hug me if I wasn’t already wrapped in Levi’s embrace.“What happened? Where’s the attacker. Did you get hurt?” I ask her.“Did I … No, Hope. I didn’t get hurt. YOU did, you and Qadira. You got stabbed! You were bleeding so much …” she stops, her voice cutting off. “How do you feel?”I frown. “A little tired, but okay,” I say turning to look at Levi. “What are you doing here?”“My mate was attacked. Where else would I be,”
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