Xavier woke up with a pounding headache.

The sharp, sour smell in the air made his stomach twist, and a low groan slipped through his lips. He tried to open his eyes, but the pain behind them burned so badly that everything stayed in a blur for several seconds.

His throat felt dry, his tongue heavy. When his vision finally adjusted, he realized this wasn’t where he was supposed to be.

Just moments ago, he had been waiting for Meret.

Waiting for her to show up after encouraging her when she ...