Lyra’s POV

I groaned as I opened my eyes; my head hurt like hell. I sat up to see that I was in a strange room. It was exquisite and radiant, just like mine.

However, it was more masculine, with gray walls and dark furniture, and a king-sized bed, i knew it was his, because of his scent which filled my nose, i knew so well it would have to be his room.

Before I could dive into too many thoughts about where i was, the door opened, and I smelled him before I saw him. He walked into the room ...